Travis looked down at his hand balled fist that was held by Ram. The anger in him boiled up, making him contort his face in anger.
Lucky rose his brow at that. If these humans were going to fight each other then that would make things easy for him. Fighting each other would be a good form of distraction just enough for him to go in there and take Ambrose out.
"Bruh!" Ram exclaimed. "What's wrong with you?"
"You should tell me what's wrong with you?!" Travis insisted.
Ram huffed and looked away from Travis for a second but his hold on Travis' hand maintained its firmness.
"You're not serious. You want to hit a woman just because you found her flirting with me?" Ram asked.
"Are you kidding me? Didn't you hear that bitch insult me?" Travis gestured at Minerva with his other hand that was free but Ram slapped it away.
