Contrary to what Damon had told Anastasia, the two teams didn't take nearly that much time to return. Alistair and his team areived in just ten minutes.
"We've got the flag." Alistair raised the flag up, with a victory smile as the group approached us.
Behind him, Elsa smiled.
"What about the flag your team was supposed to get?" she turned to damon.
"How about you mind your own business?" Damon smiled coldly. The bitch actually had the nerve to speak to him. Oh how he wished he'd be paired with her during combat classes. That way, he'd be absolutely free to mess her up, and no one would be able to say a word.
"She was only asking, Damon?" Alistair frowned.
"Well then, she shouldn't ask me." Damon scowled. "I'm not the only one here am I?"
"What's wrong with the lady asking a question?" Calum snorted.
"Why don't you come closer and say it to my face?" Damon turned to him.
"You think I wouldn't?" Calum scowled, but still didn't move from his spot.
