<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/597972275559530517/599775603046219797/Death_Freya.png)</div>Freya was continuing to lay into Asra, when McCree's hand on her shoulder made her stiffen up suddenly. Her eye twitched violently as she rounded on McCree, glaring.<br/><br/>"My dear McCree, you clearly don't understand the risks associated with using necromancy magic. In which case, I'm going to forgive you," She grabbed McCree's hand and calmly removed it from her shoulder, "for entering my space. But touch me again and you will have a lot more to worry about then a broken arm."<br/><br/>Freya sounded completely calm as she said this, but there was a deadliness to her words, a terrifying sort of darkness veiled by the niceties.<br/><br/>She wasn't wrong though, necromancy was the most dangerous form of magic, and was not something to play around with. Especially if you were not practiced. One could easily lose their life, and raise mindless, brain dead, hunger driven creatures.<br/><br/>Freya turned back to Asra, and with a grunt of anger and disappointment, turned her attention to the woman leaning against the door.<br/><br/>"Hello, I'm Freya." She greeted cooly, walking over and extending a hand in greeting.<br/><br/>As Freya did this, Linus's eyes followed Soot, until finally she settled in front of him and raised a hoof. Linus seemingly smiling with his eyes, raised his paw and put it on top of the hoof, panting happily, and tail wagging in excitement. Had he just made a new friend?