"Seems like I struck a nerve, little spider." Rael chuckled and approached.
She was not breathing, and her hands were shaking. It seemed to be out of anger, and that was exactly what he needed to get out of here alive.
After all, in a place where their power was somewhat equal, it was all fair game.
"Evelyn, Evelyn... What a beautiful name," Rael muttered. "I wonder? Is she your sister? Or was?"
"Was." Rael nodded. "A spider sister. How interesting... you know, I think I had a sister once. I remember someone looking like me, black hair, green eyes, slightly younger... but who knows? It's all in the past now."
"Or maybe not..." Rael sighed.
Nonetheless, that got Beatrice to finally turn to him.
"I forgot to get rid of that name," she stated, anger clear in her tone. "I hate her... I want nothing more than to kill her..."
