Nerezza whipped around, flicking up a bounce back shield to deflect her hex. She smiled, crimson blood staining her perfectly white teeth with her own agonizing pleasure. Her wand fell to her side again as she stared at the girl before her, looking to be only sixteen. She had some nerve getting close to Nerezza like this. But, with a cold smile, she waved her wand in the air towards the door, a red X appearing on its wooden flank. Then, without casting another spell, she began to pace back and forth before Jack, her crimson eyes flashing from red to black every few seconds. She wanted to see blood on someone else and she wanted to kill. What the hell did she have to do to get what she wanted around here?
Smirking, she suddenly stopped, facing Jack head on. She appeared as a feral animal watching its prey, calculating its next move. Nerezza had an unfair advantage, but she didn't really mind. It wasn't as if she played fair anyway. Where was the fun in that? Cackling wildly, her black hair whipping around her face as she shook it from side to side, she exclaimed, "You think yourself to be brave, don't you, child? You can't be a day older than sixteen, barely an adult. How pitiful it is to have to do this to you, but you did put yourself into this situation. I only hope you're more fun than I believe you to be."
Giggling horribly, she slashed her wand violently in the air once more, her heart racing furiously through her chest. She sent a Sectumsempra curse at the girl, wanting to see her blood, to feel it upon her hands. Then, twirling about as if she were a macabre ballerina, she hurled an onslaught of Cruciatus Curses at the girl, eager for a scream. Yells were always comforting to the demented Italian. Maybe hearing this girl do such a thing would calm her down, maybe just slightly.