—July 2nd, 2032 | Immortal Sky Amphitheater | 5 Days Until the Rapture—
"Making douche weasel here a cripple for starting shit would make a great public demonstration against other shit starters, don't you think, cool lady?" Kiera mused.
The man felt waves of terror pulse through his veins, and he looked around, looking for people to back him up.
"Look, stop playing the games." Regina scoffed, rolling her eyes, "I'm not here to play the hero or argue over the legality of the situation."
She turned to the man, making Kiera frown in annoyance. "Look. I simply won't let myself or anyone else get in trouble for your actions.
So sit the fuck down and stop causing problems, or I'll knock you out, so you're forced to do both."
The pressure in the atmosphere multiplied, cooling rapidly during the stare-off.
"ENOUGH!" A brunette yelled, losing control, "I don't like what he did either, but this vigilante justice shit is going too far.
You two are far worse than that guy!"
