"And you need a psychiatric ward, but you don't see me talking about it." Dominic fired back, and almost everyone took a step away from the man who seemed a bit too keen on going down the path of death. A path neither of them was willing to take.
Tracy shifted on her feet and glanced at the man and his audacity. For a split second, she wanted to turn him into a toad or something even worse, but she knew that this was not the time. Curling her lips into a smile that didn't reach her eyes, she said to him, "I swear to the goddess of magic, if I didn't have something more important to do other than straightening up that sorry ass of yours, I swear I would have sent you flying to the moon."
"What do you mean by more important?" Finn asked slowly. Every single instinct of his was telling him that this place was layered with more than just rot and dust, and he had no idea what to make of it.
