Third Person's POV
A barely audible curse slipped past her lips before she turned her head just enough to deliver a sharp warning.
"It is none of your business, Isha. And don't even think about meddling in my business. I know you inside and out."
Her dark golden eyes flared with her Abyssal Dark fire and the intensity of her warning darkened the very atmosphere around them.
"If you try anything, prepare to face my wrath in return."
The words carried a weight that even Isha couldn't ignore.
But before she could respond, Nyx moved.
In a single fluid motion, she vanished from the meadow with her departure marked by a deafening sonic boom.
The force of her exit sent violent gusts through the tranquil garden as the leaves rustled, vines shook and nearly displaced Isha's platinum dress from its precarious hold over her full and perfect breasts.