Choosen.

Darkness had incased the soul's of the girls she'd choosen.

She'd already found a traitor in her mix.

She was sure to kill her viciously so none of the other girls would dare to defy her.

This one, in particular, was a girl who'd come to her on her own accords.

Lying little brat.

Takuma and Zero could tell their mistress was angry that day.

Call it Servant's Intuition or the fact that Sara was brooding in the corner.

"It's not your fault."

Takuma tried to help.

"I know."

"Anyone could have made that mistake."

"I know."

"Should I be quiet now?"

"If you'd like to keep your head on your shoulders I'd sudgest it."