Zenith snarls and grips the girl’s hair and pulls her head back. “You’ve got some nerve if you think you can just [i]barge[/i] in here, [i]lie[/i] to me, [i]cuss[/i] me out when we’ve given you [i]plenty[/i] of chances to [i]fucking get over yourself[/i] and be an ally, and [i]upset[/i] my man,” she snarls into her ear.

Carra grins. “Ooh I like this Zenith.” She turns to Simon. “Apparently it’s Karinka’s twin. Or my next punching bag, take your pick.”