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Leucothea
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Corona opened her eyes again and dissapeared. Reapearing a few miles away from Shylo, her body up in the air and her master weapon in her hands. Her Scythe with its blade larger than her body and gleaming with magic, just shined. Spoke to her, called to her, wanting blood, wnting her to kill. The ribbon red with blood when it was usually grey. She wanted blood, an angels blood. He wouldnt make it past her Scythe, Hidden Sorrow.