"Thank you for volunteering to be a scapegoat! Let's play, Gracie!" Dante snarled at her.
"Wha... what are you doing, Dante?" Gracie cowered.
"You... You're hurting me!" She cried out.
"No, I haven't even started. I'm just about to get started, Gracie. I'm going to hurt you pretty bad." He informed her.
"What? Wha... what d... did I do wrong?" She stuttered.
"I just need you to make feel better!" He growled.
"Dante, please calm down! You're going to do what you would regret at this rate." Simon dared say, and Dante was more enraged.
"Dante!!!" Simon called out again, moving to touch him.
"Get off me, you wuss!" Dante growled as he used a hand to push Simon and the latter went flying backward.
"I warned you, didn't I? I warned you to be careful around him today. Don't you notice his wolf is at the helm? Are you that dumb? " Elijah chided Simon but helped him stand on his feet.
