"You two morons!! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Gegee shrieked from where she hung off the flat rock ledge, her tiny arms trembling. "Come and—urgh—help me! I swear I'll break a bone or two if I fall from this damn height!"
But Lilian and Sylvia weren't listening.
The air between them was thick with hatred.
Lilian's metal gauntlets gleamed under the fake sun on the sky as her fists clenched, body pulsing with raw rage. Sylvia, in contrast, gripped her axe with her arm.
"You traitorous bitch!!" Lilian growled, her voice feral, teeth bared like a beast. "You're still bitter about your useless arm, aren't you?! You killed the Master for that?!"
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Sylvia barked back, eyes wide, face streaked with fresh tears. "You're the one who whispered that filth! You and that human pet—that thing!" She jabbed her axe toward Gegee. "Turning the Master against me! Calling me a traitor! You'll choke on your lies!"
