Howler

Olivia's wrist had begun to hurt. The strong grip of a judoka was being applied in full force to her right now, causing the mature silver haired beauty to wince in pain. She had, in a state of fluster, said something about Zane's sudden transformation that was rather inappropriate for a woman in her position.

And by doing so, she seemed to have triggered something within Elena that lay hidden beneath. Elena's expression was… strange. She did not even look Olivia in the eye as she moved her free hand towards the mature beauty's neck, pinning her against the wall in a sudden and violent display of force.

Even as Olivia felt her windpipe tighten, she could not get a word out, as Elena once more demanded an answer from her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you… I believe I just ask you a question, didn't I? What exactly did you say about Zane just now?"