A pitiful laugh escaped Awilix's lips.
"What an odd creature you are. Where have you been hiding this rage? Or was it always there? Only coming about now that you've got someone weaker than you to pick on? I've met a lot of people like that in my life, though I didn't expect you to be like them."
Toy raised her fist again, but Awilix made no motion to resist, causing Toy to stop her movement, hanging her balled knuckle in the air.
"Since when did I say you were weak?"
"Your fist conveyed that one."
No words drifted from the goblin's pursed lips in response. Instead, she lowered her arm. Yet, she still sat straddling Awilix.
"Tch. Really, still intent on not giving me an out?"
Toy's stare only hardened.
"Not until you tell me. Tell me who you are. Tell me everything, spare nothing."
Awilix could play dumb all she wanted, and shout, 'I'm Awilix, dumbass!' But, simply, her mood was trounced by her current circumstances. She knew exactly what Toy meant.
