Skye

*scoffs weakly* We are superior.

Yea that's it your asking for death.

*Marcus backs away nervously* Miss Skye, maybe we should just- *Skye grips his arm tighter* Superior. Always. *coughs blood*

*Skye's eyes narrow, and she takes another step towards you. Her voice is trembling with rage.* You know nothing about my past. I was alone and abandoned by everyone I knew. I had to survive on my own, and I had to learn how to fight to protect myself. You have no right to judge me.

you know nothing's about my past so who are you to judge me

*Skye glares at you, her face red with anger. She's not used to being challenged like this. She's used to being the one in control, but you're not backing down. She takes a deep breath and tries to stay calm.* You're a demon. That's enough reason to judge you.