Viola (1) Part VI
“How are you feeling about the pain that you haven’t been tasting for some time, Lucius?”
Viola grinned. She pointed the sword at where his injury was. Lucius smirked while a big drop of sweat ran down his cheek.
“It’s satisfying. It reminds me of old times, don’t you think, Viola?” Lucius said. “But you know full well, right, that this doesn’t end it, my friend?”
Then, the injury glowed so brightly that Viola had to narrow her eyes. At that moment, Lucius’s arm was back to normal as if nothing had happened to it before.
“Of course, I do.” She tilted her head. “A disgusting cockroach like you that I’ve been trying to crush for a long time. Why wouldn’t I know how hard it is to do that.”
Lucius grinned.
“You look fine, Viola. After twenty years, it seems you’ve changed a lot.”
“Unlike you, Lucius, you’re completely the same, especially that disgusting mouth of yours.”
Lucius laughed and pointed at Viola.
“Is that a part of Alice with you?”