Nyssa shut the door behind her and turned the lock, she walked to the table to drop her whip, exhausted from the day's activities.
But upon catching a seated figure in the corner of her eye, she responded with a sharp crack of her whip.
Kraven caught the black coil in a swift move causing the handle to slip out of Nyssa's grasp.
She gasped upon seeing him. "F-Forgive me, I didn't know it was you."
"Are you tense, Nyssara?" he asked, tossing the whip to a corner.
Nyssa's eyes followed it before dragging her gaze back to Kraven. A smile pressed on her lips. "It's rare to see you here, in my humble home."
"According to you... I make it a habit of coming here when I get bored."
Her smile slowly faded at his words.
"Do you know what I do when I'm bored?"
"Kraven…" she began.
"Let me speak," he snapped.
Nyssa backed away when Kraven rose and stalked toward her with the grace of a predator marking its next kill.