Snippet #2458165

"Do whatever the hell you want," Violet hissed, still upset about earlier. "Just don't expect me to respond to that."

"Yeah you can move a little fast, good job," the man from earlier said sarcastically. "So can just about every other fucker down here, most of 'em with half the mind to rip us all to pieces. You want to think of this like some kind of fucking game, you take your candy-ass somewhere else."

"We don't have time for fighting," David said, staring at them. But clearly they did, since Patraeko quickly moved in and picked up Violet despite showing her agitation about being touched earlier.

The room was suddenly splattered in blood as blades and claws extended from Violet's body, stretching out from nearly every part of her. She spun out of his grasp in a twisting whirlwind of splashing blood and razor sharp edges. A demon-like worm burst out from her back and hovered over her shoulder, baring glistening teeth. A single metallic wing extended from her shoulder and eyes began appearing where they shouldn't be.

"I've had it with you," Violet said quietly, glaring at the man who'd touched her. "And here, I was trying hard enough to keep myself in check, but even after I clearly said not to touch me-" The room shook violently as she stomped on the floor in rage, her arms shaking and her eyes glowing a crimson red to match her blood-soaked body. "I'll fucking murder you," she snarled. David reached out for her but quickly withdrew his hand when a blade whipped toward him. "Don't make me repeat myself," she said with cold eyes.

"This is not the time," David warned Violet. "We need to go. Now."

"Then go," she said. "I won't be satisfied until I rip this pompous asshole in half." It was happening again. Only this time, it felt so much more natural. This guy was purposefully trying to get on her nerves unlike most of the cases where she snapped, which was usually some little misunderstanding or accident. This was different. "You," she continued, locking her eyes with Patraeko. "What did I just fucking say a minute ago?" The demon seemed to swell inside, gradually starting to fill up the space of the room. "Don't." A new set of blades appeared on her back, folding around her like spider legs. "Fucking." Metal arms tore through her skin and emerged from her shoulders, bent forward in claws. "Touch me." She lunged forward, aimed straight for his chest with an array of blades extended from her arm.

"Are we just leaving them here?" one whispered to David.

"We don't have a choice," he shook his head. "We have to get moving before that thing reaches us. If anybody thinks they can split them up, be my guest, but it's gotta be fast."