The moment I let go of her, she fell flat on her stomach.
She laid there for a few seconds, and then stood up before finally dusting herself off.
"That's no way to handle a lady."
"Calling yourself a lady after shooting me and trying to kill me is very bold."
Reyna rolled her eyes.
"You killed my men first. I'm sure we could've talked something out."
As if.
"Regardless of if we talked it out or not, I would've killed your men. I despise people like you and them."
"Ah! You're one of those people, aren't you?"
She burst out laughing, just barely holding herself back as she leaned against her ship.
"Tell me, Amon. Do you consider yourself a saint after massacring so many people? Because you sure as shit come off as a massive self-centered hypocrite."
Sure.
"I might be a hypocrite, but at least I don't deal in slavery."
"Tsk... Talking with you is like talking to a brick wall."
She turned around.
"Get off my ship unless you want to go for round two."
