Kyra tightened her grip on Benjamin's wrist, her deep smile never leaving her face. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked coldly. "Trying to harm my people... you've got guts, Benjamin." Without hesitation, she twisted his arm and delivered a swift kick to his stomach, sending him crashing to the ground.
Benjamin glared at her with hatred, his eyes cold and filled with anger. "It's you. You ruined everything," he spat. "My whole childhood was spent planning this with my Beast father, planning how I'd get the world key. It was his dream, our legacy. And now he's gone, and you ruined it. You ruined my great-great-great-grandfather's dream."
Kyra's expression didn't falter, but Damon's eyes narrowed at the revelation. Shocking wasn't enough to describe it.
"So what!" Damon's voice was harsh, cutting through the tension. "You were willing to destroy the whole world for this twisted dream? You're sick, Benjamin."
