"Who sent you?"
"Uh." Hera cleared her throat to get Tiger's attention. "Tiger, what the hell is wrong with you? You ask first before you beat him up. How can he answer if he has no teeth anymore?!"
"I'm showing him a preview of what his life would be if he doesn't talk."
"Get out of there," she hissed, clicking her tongue as she marched inside the torture chamber. On her way, she caught Deborah along with Ulysses and his bodyguards on the side. "What are they doing here?"
"Watching the exhibition." Deborah smiled. "I'm helping them decide quickly on whether to get on your good side or the other side."
"Oh." Hera rocked her head and shrugged. "Fine."
Deborah smiled as she faced the guest slash hostages. "You're lucky. Hera is here to show you how things are done correctly…" she trailed off as she heard a motor sound getting started. Deborah slowly shifted her attention to Hera.
