"You!" Nora was stunned. She had never expected that Alric was this childish. But when she saw him laughing at her face. She glared at him and threw a handful of flour over him.
Alric did not seem to mind at all. He laughed louder and followed her steps. A war started as they both poured the flour at each other. Nora picked up the bowl for help. She filled the bowl with flour and poured it on his head.
Alric only smirked. In the next second, he picked up the whole bag. And poured over her. The flour went into her eyes and hair. Nora coughed and grumbled but Alric only stopped when the bag was empty.
He was holding the bag from one hand while Nora's shirt collar with the other hand. She could only struggle but his grip was tight.
If she struggled more, her shirt might be torn or pulled away from her body. The thought restricted her movements. But her anger only soared.