"Do you think this is some sort of a fucking joke!?"
The stranger who dared to force Mia into a situation where she used her strange ability clearly didn't know what was better for him.
"Your life, you mean?" I asked, putting on a cute smile as I leaned over the stranger's face. "Yeah, I do believe it to be a joke," I explained, acting as if my words were the most reasonable in the world.
"Or, to be more precise," I started, straightening my posture and resting my hands on my hips. "Your life became nothing more but an unfunny and old joke the moment you dared to raise your hand against my woman."
'Should I kill him?'
My bravado was nothing more but a mere act.
'If those are the people I'm worried they are...' I thought while squinting my eyes as I looked down at the man. 'Not only there should be more of them, but I also shouldn't underestimate this group.'