Dancing with fury

"You are an idiot." Neyandro muttered, but it was loud enough for Szeina to hear. She was standing a few distances away from the three of them. 

The veil shimmered behind Slayer and Ajaxx, with Slayer holding Neyandro on a choke hold. His arm wrapped around his neck. He could either twist Neyandro's body and break his neck or bite him and still end up killing him in the process.

Either way, Szeina wasn't having any of that.

"You cowards. Last time it was Yvann. Now it's Neyandro." Szeina narrow her eyes, she didn't bother to hide her anger,

Ajaxx smiled innocently at her.

"Otherwise, we can't lure you out, darling. Can we?"

"You know there's a thing called politely asking. I might have come with you then. Out of curiosity." Szeina shrugged, identifying likely scenarios where she can provide an opening for Neyandro to escape Slayer's grasp.