Substance seethed, her fists trembling, eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. She paced back and forth inside the protective cocoon of Merciless's pocket dimension, unable to shake the fury coursing through her veins.
"Someone dared...
She growled, her voice dripping with venom.
"To attack from above? To strike at him? I won't be satisfied until their entrails are decorating the ground until I've ripped out every piece of them."
Ana stood there, her arms folded, with equal annoyance as Substance, as her eyes was gleaming with a sinister fascination, as they all stood on Merciless Aether bridge.
She soon began to comment as she said as such.
"Entrails? You're being soft today, Suby. How about we skin them alive first? Peel off their wings, one delicate piece at a time, let them feel every second of it."
Substance's grin was feral.
