The moment Nyx heard her sister wanted to ban guns, she froze.
Then she whirled around, marching directly toward Leona with an expression of utter disbelief.
"What are you saying, Leona?" Nyx's voice was sharp, exasperated. "Why would you want to ban guns?"
"Fine! I'll leave the war aside, even though I really, really want to go and teach those humans a lesson."
She said with a look of malice on her face.
"For your sake, for the sake of peace, I'll set that aside for now."
She took a breath, visibly trying to calm herself.
"But guns? What do guns have to do with anything?"
She shook her head, frustration bleeding through every word as she said,
"We're not going to immediately start a war with them. We're not going to invade anyone. We'd just be training with them, learning to use them, having them for protection."
"So, what's wrong with that?"
She stepped closer to her sister, her voice dropping but losing none of its intensity.
