[B]Gratia Mindaro[/B]

The only response was silence. Gratia did not move a single inch, her eyes icily boring deep into Sonny with an eerie, frighteningly intense gaze that seemed almost inhuman in nature. Her pale hands rested lightly upon her weapons, ready to spring into action if that was her wish. And that truly was her wish. She could strike here and now. She could inflict hundredfold the pain they had had themselves brought upon Bianca. For daring to harm her teammate, they could be punished. The desire to do so was strong inside her, a cold, unsettling fury that was barely being held in check.

"[color=66cd00]nEvER an ExcUSE,[/color]" she snarled out finally. "[color=66cd00]Filthy scum like you can fucking rot in hell.[/color]"

In less than a blink of the eye, her carbine was already in her hand, the barrel pointing away from Marissa and directly at the Dodici scion. The underlying threat behind the action was quite obvious, and the wild scowl on the teenaged Huntress' face was growing increasingly monstrous. The very air had thickened, her anger and bloodlust spilling into the world as Bibere Vinum activated itself.

"[color=66cd00]Tonight, the Dodici name will be [b][i]nOtHiNG[/i][/b],[/color]" declared the girl hatefully, voice distorting and weapon refusing to waver. "[color=66cd00]I will [i]GrINd[/i] your shitty excuse for a dynasty into pieces and scatter its remains into the aether. Your family will be fucking broken. Your accomplishments rendered meaningless. Your pathetic riches, [i]'power'[/i] and influence crippled so they can represent the little, disgusting insects you are. Not even a footnote in the pages of history. The name will be [b]ashes[/b], and there will be nothing left for even the little vultures that stumble over your corpses.[/color]"

A sudden flicker of movement, and Sonny would find that Gratia had bypassed Marissa entirely, her bestial eyes now a mere ruler's length away from his own. Her carbine was pressing against his chin, the dead coolness of the metal uncomfortable against skin. She glared at him, the blackness of her icy eyes a gaping chasm that would swallow him whole.

"[color=66cd00]And the only fucking reason both of you haven't been brutally sodomised,[/color]" she hissed, her voice an audible, angry whisper, "[color=66cd00]is because Bianca wants Marissa alive.[/color]"

Gratia disengaged, pulling herself away from Sonny. Yet her gaze never wavered, the hatred and rage in her eyes never dropping in intensity.

"[color=66cd00]Get out of my fucking sight,[/color]" spat out the young woman, lowering her carbine. "[color=66cd00]Leave this shithole and [i]never[/i] come back. If I ever hear the name 'Dodici' ever again, I will feed what remains of your bodies to the dogs.[/color]"