Sanja set the knife down gently on her backpack.
“Not talking to you. I’m going to teach him a lesson,” she said – referring to his monstrous alter-ego. “No weapons, no armor, no magic, no tricks, no nothing. Just fur versus fur. And when I’m done, you’re never going to bother me or my family again.”
Theodore just stared, visibly stunned, so Sanja started unbuttoning her vest.
“You’re kidding, right?”
She replied only with a stoney stare.
He chortled at her bravery. “Okay… and when the beast wins… what then?”
She hadn’t really stopped to consider it. “Well… then I guess I’d be in no position to stop him from dragging me off in chains. Would I?” It was a statement of fact, not a promise. She wasn’t going to go quietly. She intended to fight him every step of the way, if it came to that.
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Thank You to my lovely wife, Kyoht, for providing the cover art!