"So, where the hell are the other bastards?"
"They're Legion Commanders. Show some respect," Maxim said, furrowing his brows in irritation.
"Did I already mention how stuck up you are, four-eyes? Or do I need to repeat myself?" Artem smirked, taking another swig from his bottle.
"What did you just say?"
"The same thing as before—four-eyes," Artem shot back.
Natalya shook her head, clearly exasperated by their childish banter.
"Can humans not shut up for a single minute?"
It wasn't Natalya who said that, though. The sharp remark came from Drusilla with a cold side glance.
"Wow, things are getting spicy in here!"
