There was a conflagration that shook Sloane out of his mild trance.
The look on her face was horrid. Whatever had put her in that state had also made her into an engine of destruction. There wasn't any chance of them getting close, not with that intense heat.
"What are you doing? Are you out of control?" If she could hear him, he wanted to ease her back into sanity.
OT: When I say she punched the ground, I actually meant she did this.
Since when did Ramilia become so soft? Where was the woman who kicked a kid in the balls because he couldn't take no for an answer?
He watches Max walk over and stand next to Casimir. The smile on her face is nearly blinding. She looks happy, and he's not dead, so apparently Ramilia actually trusts him instead of constantly fighting him until one of them died.
He shrugs. No point in him getting distracted ; he can just let Norda handle this, like she usually does. A knowing smirk touches his lips and he glances over at the two lovebirds.
Like the bastard up there, Amare thought as she once again noticed something zip by, just within the scope of her peripheral vision. She was a bit too preoccupied at present to deal with the annoyance properly, but it was only a matter of time...
He sniffed and looked around. "Jeeze, kind of scared everyone away with the electeical explosion, huh?"
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