Ah, this one. Full of vitality, but also a certain awareness.

She looks at this being, and her hands close into fists, ready to fight--

But, instead, she seems to realize something.

She stops. "... You're not any normal necromancer."

With that, she pauses, a moment, to try and remember. "Grandfather used to say the Underworld was close when we prayed at shrines to Hades, but... I don't know how true that really is."