[Sentaka]

To think one decided to come for her again. History had a tendency to repeat itself, but the faeborn who remain silent decided to send a message once words got to her ears. Her trademark black and purple occultic butterflies cover the sky forming her message not just for the client, but for everyone to see. 

"You claim you would hunt me Nightowl, and yet you were so afraid that you went to the Golden Horde for help. Did you lose your nerve to the point you couldn't challenge me to an open duel, or is insulting a group of mercenaries with a small payment to get them to do your dirty work your only strength? No matter since there won't be end to my trouble, I guess I'll just have to murder your friends and entire family so you can finally fuck off."

The faeborn made her statement known. While the Golden Horde aimed to capture her the faeborn decided that blood needed to be shed. A declaration that unless she was killed in the raid the Golden Horde's client and their client's friends will become the ones hunted.