"I should raze down your forest... leave you and your clan in a pile of ash!" Dante snarled.
He could feel the agitation of his predator side, his dragon was right on the surface as the smell of blood lingered in the air.
And Estelle was the only one bleeding, a sight that was not pleasing to Dante at all.
"I have sworn to keep her in one piece, I do not let her out of my sight because I cannot even bear to see her with a graze! Now look what you have done!" Dante hissed in anger.
"Dante... I'm fine, I'm fine." Estelle assured, placing a hand on Dante's arm to calm him, a blush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks at Dante's words.
Lady Melissa was still completely astonished as Dante took a threatening step forwards, raising a brow when the nymph guards were quick to stop his approach.
"You wish to battle me?" Dante asked Timmon with an amused scoff.
"If I must." Timmon replied.
