Aria's/Lysara's POV

Vyxen made a low, bitter laugh, and she flipped the whip in her hand, letting it crack hard in the air between us. She did it again, with more menace, as if to intimidate me. Sarya just pranced forward, slow and careful like a predator, grinning wickedly too. She folded her knuckles, letting the bones snap noisily, dragging my eyes to it.

I sighed, shaking my head wearily. I thought I was done with the bitches for the day, but I guess I wasn't.

I looked to both of them, ...