MELITA
She watched the geyser, arching her brow at its unpredictability – but without a corporeal, tangible form to strike against, save for some potent layers, she’d have no use for them. Only at his other response did she tilt her attention back towards him, the slightest of grins reappearing on her features. “Yeah, but I don’t feel like beating the shit out of you.” There were several others who’d snagged that honor – and unfortunately (or fortunately, she couldn’t quite decide) they weren’t in the midst right now. But she’d indulge, because sometimes violence was violence and she merely needed to get it out of her system. “What did you have in mind?”
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
