"Hahaha! Good, good!" Lynsandra's laughter grew louder and more diabolical. Those who heard her waves of laughter — each one followed by another brutal assault — couldn't help but cover their ears. They were certain this sound would haunt them even in their sleep.
Those who weren't conscious enough could only watch the one-sided fight with blank eyes. It felt like watching someone who had finally gotten a toy that wouldn't break so easily.
The three women who had been tossed aside paled even further as they watched the violence unfold right in front of them.
At this point, everyone knew she was worse than the gang. Far more violent.
"So… fun!" Her eyes shone brightly, her body trembling with excitement. "You really… are fun company…"
Tak!
Lynsandra suddenly froze when something shattered against her head. She blinked, looked down, and caught the bottle that had struck her, its shards scattered around her feet.
