The girl, Treachery as she was known by most as, looked up at Reykjavik's words. "Hey..." Treachery surveyed him with your eyes, "Aren't you that brat that was with that other brat that Heartbreak killed?" The girl smirked and laughed, "I guess our former master left a few for us to play with. Too bad for you, I'm busy." With that, she turned back around to the dogs and snapped the chain, accompanying the motion with a jolt of lightning through the chains.
Crying out in painful barks, the dogs quivered as they gasped for their breath, barely alive after nearly being electrocuted. This just made the girl laugh more. "After all, Treachery is my name, and betrayal is my game." This declaration was given to Reykjavik despite her former comment on being too busy for him. She knelt down and picked up one of the dogs by the scruff of its neck and held it out to Reykjavik, blood dripping from the poor dogs ears, nose, and mouth, along with its bruises which had turned a sickly black color. "Want it?"