When Persephone leaned down to express her gratitude for the fresh meal she received, Ashley couldn’t tear her eyes away from her red-stained teeth and the steady streams of dark liquid dripping down her jaw. There was blood pooling on the floor and when Ashley inhaled, she was immediately hit with the thick liquid’s harsh scent. She swallowed and waved her wand, conjuring up a flask to collect some of the blood before thoroughly cleaning the mess. She placed a gentle hand on Persephone’s head before leaving the way she came, with Alyssa and Mitchelle trailing closely behind. The event of the night weighed heavily on their minds, just like Alexandra’s wand in Ashley’s pocket.