Gideon, Victoria and Draven looked at the departing back of Swift Death, or rather, Sandra, and couldn't help but sigh.
'It's as he said, not everyone is bad by choice, and they're simply that way due to circumstance.' Gideon thought as he recalled how Sandra had wept in his arms like a little girl. She looked so vulnerable at that point in time.
"That ended well, I guess." Draven muttered causing the siblings to glare at him in unison.
"What?" He was startled by the looks they gave him.
"Don't play dumb! You made me to fight someone who's just tryna survive. And why are you making me fight during my break?!? Moreover, we've caused probably millions of whatever your currency is in damage because of this fight, who's gonna pay for this?!?" Gideon was adequately pissed by what happened.
Draven scratched his cheek in embarrassment and said with a righteous tone.
