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Sara eyed Jantec, crossing her arms. "It's not like I asked him to do that, and he is not my hubby. That guy's almost as bad as you." She made a pff noise with her lips and glanced over at the little mouse who was having a bite to eat. "Look who's talking." Her eyes darted back to Jantec and she glared at him. Maybe it was that he was tired, or he had some sort of hold on her earlier, but she no longer felt intimidated. "You accuse me of wanting to eat that girl? When you walk around caked in blood and rotting flesh?" A laugh escaped her chest and she turned her back to Jan, slightly confused about what she had just said. "Don't blame me because you couldn't take him on."

She had figured with full energy, Jantec would have ripped her to pieces right there, but she took the risk. It was what needed to be said. The truth of the matter was, Crow made his own decision to leave the fight, and Sara had no idea why she wanted it to end in the first place. Maybe she was growing a split personality too. The thought made her cringe. Hell no.