"Slap." Nightmare forcefully threw Illusion Fox aside, excitedly smacking her across the face, the crisp slap echoing in Illusion Fox's ears.
"Are you insane? She's just a child," Nightmare glared at Illusion Fox, as the young girl beside them stared blankly at the man and woman in front of her, clueless about what had happened, still giggling naively.
"She has seen us, and when she grows up, she will seek revenge," Illusion Fox's left cheek was slightly red and swollen, her gaze devoid of shock, replaced instead by the indifference and cruelty in her eyes.
"I think you've lost your mind," Nightmare yelled, "I never thought you'd become just like Refining Mo."
"Ha ha, Star Lian, do you think by not killing her, you can display your nobility? We are a mercenary organization; why can't you face this reality?" Illusion Fox, as if driven mad, usually gentle with Nightmare, was now shaking his body violently, shouting crazily.
