she formed a shield in front of her and sammy just in case.

"I have a shield..." I mutter to her the smoke starting to bhild up.

she nodded and let hers fall it looked like if a dimand shattered as it fell.

"Idiots," Sibnele hisses. "Be grateful I have a good hold on my mind a majority of the time."

The blade of its scythe extends, gleaming wickedly. "Ha, ha. Let's play Devilsknife! We have everything we need!"

she streaked and then got a plan

"Just want to play a game... Okay... Sounds like fun..." I say the smoke slightly dying down.

"Excellent, most excellent! Do you already know how to play?" Sibnele asks, glitching with excitement.

she clearly didnt trust him

I raise a brow "how is it played?" I asked arms still crossed.

"Oh, it's simply, truly. . ." Sibnele says, twirling the scythe around.

Its face contorts to a gruesome smile. "Last one alive wins a fabulous prize."