He gave his grandmother a glare, before turning to Elizabeth. "Family, so a bit of both. She is probably the closest thing to countering you we could get, mostly cause she can't die, and can't even really get hurt, at least as far as I can tell. Just making her bleed to... sorry, yesterday, was an achievement, though considering I usually refuse to bring my best equipment out to fight against her, that isn't saying much."<br/><br/>The mental images coming along with his words were... interesting, at least. A massive amount of hatred and fear, with a touch of respect and awe, but he wasn't in favor of actually killing her, despite how vicious his words to her were. They might need her later, and he had no way of digging her soul up and sticking it in a body again.