[center][h1][color=ed145b][b]Elque Ayt Forye[/b][/color][/h1]

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[h3]Larchmond Private Warehouse - Building C (Warehouse District), Priestella[/h3][/center]

[i][color=ed145b]Human... disgusting human...[/color][/i]

That thought had ran in her head the moment Mirt began speaking. Elque glared, her ears perking straight up while a wolfish growl came from her lips, he talks of demanding papers of the Noble House she serves yet he just stole the very thing she was looking for. This wouldn't be the first time humans like him played tricks on her no... she wasn't going to let that happen again, the grip on her blade returned to its usual hold, one that's ready to draw her blade.

[i][color=ed145b]You're all the same, entitled fleshbags who think they're better than us... we'll see who's better when I slice off your head and taking it with me as a trophy.[/color][/i]

Mirt calling Mie an "underling" simply didn't help his case, genuinely believing that Mie was enslaved by this old bastard and was ready to liberate her from him and his quiet female compatriot. 

If Mie has a plan to cool things down, now would be the time.

[@Zelosse] [@Rune_Alchemist]