Rosalie squinted her eyes. Everything about her still black and evil. She pointed a finger at Isabelle who laid unconscious on the side of the room. She swished it softly and Isabelle was floated over to where they were standing.<br/>"You're little wifey tried to kill you. Your buddy Nathan stole my wings and I still hate you for lying to me." She pet Lucius who had been perched on the green orb on her staff this whole time watching.