Finisher and Soul's battle

"So, what do you want to talk about?" 

"It's about Angel," she replied in a passive tone that lacked even the slightest hint of emotion, even when she spoke about her best friend.

With slow but purposeful steps, she walked toward the door. Clad in a white jacket zipped to the top, a short skirt that revealed her tasty, thick thighs, and black stockings that ran from her thighs down to her toes.

The sleek black high heels tapped the ground and Derek followed her movements with squinted eyes. 'Something is definitely wrong with her,' he mused inwardly. 

Click!

She locked the door and walked toward him with a seductive gait and provoking eyes. "Where's Angel?" she asked with concern, closing the gap between them. 

"What?" The question confused him as there was no way Amelia did not know Angel was with him in Halcyon, but before he could respond, a blue energy blade shot out of the hilt that she hid in her jacket.