Chapter 45: History belongs to the victor

Amara stared at the closed door between the two sides for a few long seconds and then she did something that nobody expected from their stoic leader. She clenched her hand into a fist and punch the concrete door beside the door. Pieces of the concrete indented while other broke into pieces and fell to the ground in front of her feet. When she turned around her eyes were an unholy white and she walked while a clear intention of getting the hell out of there. She loved her sister but she did not trust her with Raven, especially after last round. The last time the too of them were together, she warped and twisted Raven's idea of reality outside of this world. She convinced that nothing besides their relationship mattered in the world and the only way for Raven to ever truly be happy was to kill Amara.