Masquerading minefields

the Voice "Too far." She repeats with a bitter but pretty scowl on her youthful features. "Interesting how Caido was noticeably silent during all these warnings. " The Voice says, her voice casual even as she tries to twist the knife she holds a little more. "Perhaps this was foreseeable. But the story is not over yet." Regarding Ludo quietly for a moment, the Voice's electric stare seems to wain slightly as she considers. "A soul for each new sight, is that it? And you would keep them as your own, until the time comes?" 01110111 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00101100 00100000 01110111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00101110