Laudarkvik

Feeling something bounce against his back, Jake then heard the thud of the blade hitting the grass, and he gave the young woman a scoffing, murderous scowl.

"How does it feel to be at the mercy of someone you were trying to kill just minutes earlier?" Jake didn't hesitate to stir the pot to make her seethe even more.

Ruby tried to keep a straight face, but she was grinding her teeth so hard that it sounded like the shrill screeching of an iron bar being twisted. Her hate-filled amethyst eye also pulsed with a bright silver luster.

A new throwing knife appeared in her hand and her muscles contracted so hard that they almost doubled in size. All the while, Ruby had retained her true appearance and the silvery chitin covering her skin took on increasingly sharp and needle-like shapes. Her hostility was almost palpable and she seemed possessed by it.