Dove didn't stop asking questions.
Sam got frustrated. He almost wanted to start a fight if not for the fact he knew he couldn't do anything to her in the Norse region. He is just not strong enough and he didn't have enough of his new toys in his hands.
"Did you become the leader of the Grade 4 by annoying the fuck out of your peers? Did they just give up the leadership because they are unable to take any more of your questions?"
Sam asked directly and Dove was stumped.
Anger surged and she wanted to slap the shit out of Sam. He could even sense her energy being riled up. He ignored her and gestured for the waiter.
"Get me some grilled meat. Tell the chef it's the fifteenth recipe. I want it fast."
