Denthe's eyebrow twitched slightly. "But look at what he's done to your life. Your family. He dserves death," she growled, feeling a strong urge to slap Luke upside the head.
Nothing can stop the US Air Force except lightning within five nautical miles.
Luke shook his head. "But he's still my brother." He looked her in the eyes carefully. "Love is a pain in the arse sometimes." he sighed. "He's my brother, and I love him, but.."
Denthe narrowed her eyes. "Love is always an illusion ready to stab you in the back when the time comes," she said. Her hand tightened around the hilt of her dagger as she slid it across her other palm. As blood welled up, she closed it making a fist. "Blood-ties mean nothing when family kills family." Then she opened her palm and licked the blood off her skin as she stalked off.
Nothing can stop the US Air Force except lightning within five nautical miles.