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"Sweetheart I Got -All- night." Isabella rolled her eyes and bared her teeth at him for the use of the petty name sweetheart, she could think of a few of her own that definitely weren't so kindly but just as degrading as this one was in her mind. "Call me that again and you won't make it the rest of the night, demon bait." With the loud and unnatural metallic sound her attention was instantly drawn to such a small object, she wondered if it was a toy of sorts but more likely a weapon. Of course her suspicions were instantly confirmed with the ear splitting explosion that, if left Shaine stunned, left Isabella kneeled on the floor with her hands over her highly sensitive ears. There was no doubt the explosion would both attract and ward off demons, but she didn't particularly worry about that right now with holding her wounded head in shock and pain. If she could have formed words she would have been screaming at the human most vile things of the edge of her mind or simply attacking him, but it took her a moment to recover and by that time he was talking again.
"Oh will you shut up already?" Isabella snapped pulling her hand away from the side of her head to reveal it slightly bloody. Fucking human trinkets. "You seem to keep forgetting we already almost wiped you out with just claws and tooth. What you have in weapons we make up for with numbers and our will to survive- something most of your petty race doesn't seem to have. Tunnelling into the ground? That's cockroach cowardice. If you have all these weapons and such confidence to use them then why are we walking your earths surface while you have to keep digging tunnels? Why do you waste your time picking off weak rouge lessers when you could be clearing a path for yourself? Why do you bother to have this conversation with a demon, rather then just shooting it? You know a fraction of demon power, and clearly even less then that about the spirit of a higher." Standing up she looked back to the stairs. He was doing it again, that confident way of talking to her like he didn't fear at all and it was making her nervous once more. What had she been thinking, trailing up here with him? "Now how are we supposed to get down in the morning, if you blew up the ground?!"
"Oh will you shut up already?" Isabella snapped pulling her hand away from the side of her head to reveal it slightly bloody. Fucking human trinkets. "You seem to keep forgetting we already almost wiped you out with just claws and tooth. What you have in weapons we make up for with numbers and our will to survive- something most of your petty race doesn't seem to have. Tunnelling into the ground? That's cockroach cowardice. If you have all these weapons and such confidence to use them then why are we walking your earths surface while you have to keep digging tunnels? Why do you waste your time picking off weak rouge lessers when you could be clearing a path for yourself? Why do you bother to have this conversation with a demon, rather then just shooting it? You know a fraction of demon power, and clearly even less then that about the spirit of a higher." Standing up she looked back to the stairs. He was doing it again, that confident way of talking to her like he didn't fear at all and it was making her nervous once more. What had she been thinking, trailing up here with him? "Now how are we supposed to get down in the morning, if you blew up the ground?!"