Anya continued, her voice rising with each word as she walked toward him, her mama blooming around her like wildfire.
Standing directly in front of him, she gave him a pointed look.
"I'm not some passenger princess you can tuck away while the real battle happens outside! I'm not a porcelain doll in a locked room—and I sure as hell am not a weakling!"
She pointed toward the fractured screens still showing the carnage outside—the Inverted Castle looming above the city.
"If we're being invaded by… by Alie—" she caught herself mid-word, suddenly coughed ti correct herself, expression twisting in frustration, "—I mean, monsters, then I'll be out there fighting."
From the side, Klaus, slightly overwhelmed, blinked and muttered under his breath.
"Guildmaster… were you just about to say aliens just now—?"
Anya's head whipped toward him, her eyes twitching.
"Another word out of you, and my fist will be finding its way to your face."
Klaus fell instantly silent, lips pressed tight.
