The chains were painful and the way the pillar pushed in her back, she tried to pull on the chains with made a loud clattering sound, which annoyed her own ears. She wanted to get out of here and she tried to see Victoire which was a little difficult but she seemed to be here, she seemed to be breathing but the blood shook Nastasya off. She had so much hunger and there was her own blood sticking on her clothes and she tried to pull on the chains again but nothing changed.

Her angry red eyes turned towards the blue pegasus mage as she pulled against on the chains, she needed food. She could almost see every clear blood vein in Alisa her body or well beneath the skin that visible and she wasn't sure if she should be happy, after all it didn't satisfy her and if she would get free, she would think twice before biting Alisa, that would be a dumb idea. She spit on the ground, a little bit of saliva as well as blood, "Funny you ask again. Because I'm getting rather curious myself, if I knew don't you think I would have spilled already? Because I don't know. If I figure out who it is, let me send you a text, after I kicked this bitch myself." This stupid idiot, again probably Icarus, got her into this shit and she wouldn't be able to hit him but this sure as hell would hurt a lot.

She felt the chains cut in her skin and how much she pulled on it, it would only be a second movement before the skin would cut and she would bleed a little. She couldn't afford that, not now. She had to stay sane which was already a fight within her, a great process that didn't really work at all. Whoever had done this, didn't mind that she was left in the dark. Didn't mind the consequences for their fellow guild members. Perhaps everyone knew who it was, perhaps she was the only one because she had been gone. She couldn't imagine it being Odin, not because he wasn't capable, but because he would have told her in Dahlia. Here in the Ark! Why not tell her!

Her mind switched to Yumi and Caius, she had not spoken to Yumi, she had spoken to Caius in an open place, he wouldn't have told her. But he would have told her more than enough, given hints, there was only one man left that would be able to do such things and which would be okay with the assumptions. He would kill her, that he would. He would rip her apart from telling his name to the outside world. She couldn't say anything, no matter in which way, she would die. Names went through her mind, she needed to find a name that would not be missed, Zade? Theseus? Crowley himself?

"I wasn't even around at that time." she muttered, hate filling her own blood for this Blue Pegasus mage and everything she represented. Walking on in the light, them all, pretending to be so good damn precious to the rest of the world and yet.. all of them. Than she smelled it first, before she hit it drop, her red eyes lighting up seeing the blood on her hand, vampire eyes were made for it and she pulled on the chains again, even the soft bark of Victoire couldn't help her. She needed blood now! First the waitress had made her want to eat, than she had a fight, sticky in her own blood that made her want to eat even more and now this!

She pulled on the chains again, she forced herself not to cry, Malice never cried, "His name is Crowley." She lied finally letting her head hang to the ground, she stopped moving. She would die, but at least the man would never be found as she had never seen Crowley in the open. Oh how she was wrong in the short future, in days to come, he would be in the open for forever. "He is the right hand of my guildmaster. I have no idea where he is, I never see him, he only sends letters." She was so damn hungry, if she wasn't chained to this pillar she would have collapsed at all.

She hoped it would be enough, but she doubt it, yet this woman had only asked for a name, perhaps that was enough. She would collapse from blood lose, hours of waiting, hours of hunger. If she would be able to stand and walk out, she would, not looking left and right for everything, her mind only focused on hunger and safety, forgetting Alisa, forgetting Victoire.

Exit.