Meters away and at the centre of a particular someone's attention, while others got to watch and analyze, she, Dorian, was made to battle the just newly created monster before her.
After apologizing to her former boss and then moving to kick her away, Dorian had expected Alice to stand her ground and block the attack before then releasing an attack of hers, but instead, the woman put up a farce of a defence.
She made no effort to withstand Dorian's attack and instead let herself be flung away.
After rolling on the ground and coming to a stop, Alice stood to her feet with a smile, Dorian's ripped off right arm still held in her hand.
'Was that you playing dirty, Dorian?' Alice said, waving Dorian's ripped-out arm at her.
'You were always the one who went on about the fair and noble ideals, but look at you now, your back against the wall and you're playing dirty,' Alice mocked.
