Words Dawn never thought would come to mind appeared in her head. 'Mrs. Claus is a badass, and I'm terrified!' Dawn was both in awe and fear of the silver vixen standing before her. The cold muzzle of the gun was still pressed against the temple of her forehead.
"Wow! Wait a sec! We mean you no harm!" Dawn panicked and tried to cool things down.
"Oh, but your friends look very threatening." Though Dawn could not turn around, she sensed three mad auras, all with the intention to kill Mrs. Claus.
"If you guys don't want me to get shot execution-style, stand down!" ordered Dawn. To Mrs. Claus' surprise, the three obediently obeyed the girl like children.
"Now can we talk about this like civilized people!" The reason behind Dawn's trepidation was that floating above the woman were three question mark symbols.
