"careful there Nikolai I think you're forgetting who we are" Jill said warningly, her combat knives ready.
The James siblings had a thing for knives. That is what they use most during their training. Nik always believed that there were times when having a gun was useless, so they had to learn to be themselves.
To fight without depending on the lead bullets.
"I doubt your little sister even knows who you truly are. And I'm sure you'd want to keep it that way, no? She's fragile, a pretty little thing that loves humanity and barely has time for herself. Always focusing on what's good for Alex only for the idiot to dup her for me, a mercenary" she continued, not caring that Alex was disapprovingly looking at her.
Even with a bullet lodged on his upper harm, Alex was still standing strong, without a care in the world.
