"WHAAAAATTTT?!!" Ana's loud disbelieving shriek pierced everything in the room.
The shock she felt was clearly displayed on her face as the young woman glared at the man in front of her while trying to comprehend what she had just heard.
"Ana, calm down." Charles quickly interjected.
"What the hell, Charles? How can I calm down?!" Ana let out, refusing to listen to the man's request.
At this point, she had let go of the notion of superiority or hierarchy. Ana's rage was far too intense for her to consider such a thing.
Charles looked a little flustered and even annoyed by Ana's reaction— this only caused the latter to flare up in greater anger.
"You sent Jeremy to the battlefront?! How could you?!" Her shriek increased with each passing statement.
Charles attempted to speak, but she cut him short and kept spurting words of annoyance and disbelief.
