<div align="center">(http://i55.tinypic.com/2i0aof5.png)</div><br/>Purity could only stare at the older brother, he seemed so completely different to Lucian and she felt the thrill of excitement and fear grip her as she looked up at him. Without saying a word to her however, he merely moved forward through the party of people making a clear space for her to walk through. Slowly she followed, mesmerised by him and wishing suddenly that she didn't have to leave. In the corridor she stopped and regarded him again, the jewel on her staff beginning to glow with furious intent.<br/><strong>"Thank you"</strong>her pale eyes washed over him, feeling foolish for standing there waiting for him to speak as well when she seriously should just leave the building, Purity wondered what was possessing her now to stall when time was of the essence on All Hallows Night for the rituals of her small coven.