EGO

"Should I take that as a threat?" Frea asked with a smile, her arrow now aimed squarely at Leon's head.

"Frea… this is madness. You can't just kill someone because he said 'no' in a rude tone," Ludric said, his voice firm and brows furrowed.

"I know," she replied casually. "But something about this guy just pisses me off. I can't explain it… and I'm not in the mood to ignore it. So today, either he apologizes—or he dies."

She didn't lower her bow and continued to aim it at Leon's forehead.

"She's joking. Just walk away, she won't actually shoot," Bela said in a neutral tone, her eyes watching Leon.

"Bela… you ruined the fun," Frea pouted, finally lowering her bow. "I bet he was about to say sorry."

Leon tilted his head slightly, a faint smile forming. "You might want to raise that bow again. Because now… I'm feeling pretty damn annoyed.

And don't Loose Grip on it..."

Thud.