"Cough..." Judas choked on his own spit.
The silence that followed was deafening.
Nyx's head snapped toward them. The glowing runes in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, reptilian glare. The intense focus she had applied to the laws of the universe was now directed entirely at the wolf girl.
Slowly, the Dragon looked down at her own chest. She stared at it for a long moment, then looked back at Nina.
"Impossible," Nyx stated. Her voice was flat, but the temperature in the immediate vicinity seemed to drop ten degrees. "It's not that mine is smaller; yours is sagging."
"Wha—!"
Judas moved instantly. He grabbed Nina by the shoulders and yanked her behind him, shielding her from the woman who could vaporize a mountain with a sneeze.
"That's the dragon," he hissed into Nina's ear.
The effect was instantaneous.
Nina froze. Her body went rigid against his back. The wolf ears on top of her head, which had been perked up in agitation, slammed flat against her skull.
