"Hehehe~"
Throwing a couple of fists in the air, with Patrick mimicking her movements, Ariel looked at the members of Evening Sun as she brought her hand forward.
"What are you standing there in a daze for? Come."
Her words started a chain reaction.
Or at least, it managed to trigger at least one person.
"You fucking bitch! What have you done to the Squad Leader!?"
"Wait!"
One of the more hot-blooded members of the Evening Sun Guild charged toward Ariel, his large frame swelling as he began to radiate power. His momentum was overwhelming, but Ariel stood still, a smile on her face as blood continued to trickle down her cheek.
He crossed the distance in less than half a breath.
His fist came down without hesitation, cutting through the air with brutal speed. The force behind it was unmistakable, aimed to crush Ariel into a pulp.
Or at least, that was the initial plan.
The fist did hit, but it didn't hit the right person.
"Shit!"
