Nikola growled under her breath, although it wasn't as covert as one would think considering there was steam was pouring out of her mouth. Her veins were glowing under her skin.
"It's not over yet," Samuel whispered to his sister and grabbed her jaw so that she would look at him instead of her soon to be a victim. The pompous Chief was standing beside Quaahir with all the calmness in the world.
Nikola looked at her brother with a blank expression behind her blazing gaze. She released a sigh out slowly and waited for Sam to ease up and release his grip on her face before walking past him and stomped over to Doc.
