Just as she pressed the trigger, the gates of hell opened and the surging flames poured out. Alright, that was a bit dramatic because what poured out was nothing but pig blood. Killian, who had just gotten on his feet, was drenched from head to toe in blood. His fancy clothes became a mess of goo of slimy ugliness.
A collective gasp overtook the crowd, and Inez, despite knowing that she needed to be sneaky, laughed in a low voice.
'Take that, prick.'
'Now you will think twice before flirting with me,' thought Inez with a sneer.
A few seconds passed by, and some shifters laughed. Most probably, they were too drunk to realise that the person in front of them was someone they could never offend. Ryder rushed to Killian's side and helped him with the mess.
"Let's go," said Selene, as she was really worried that her brother would catch them, even though she was his sister; she knew that her brother needed such doses once in a while for him to stay grounded.
