Gloriana looked sick. She couldn't help but turn around in order to block her view of what remained of her former 'rival'.
"I thought I could handle it, but it's too much for me. It's too disgusting!"
"Corpses are never pretty." Ves remarked as he demateralized his Amastendira.
He looked down at the body which had gained a very large and conspicuous burn hole through the chest.
Unlike Ves, Aisling did not possess a Jutland organ or the like. Her augmentations and genetic treatments purely focused on upgrading her cognitive functions. Ves was pretty sure her head was tougher than it looked, though he doubted it could resist the firepower of his favorite laser pistol!
Gloriana tried to cheer herself up. "I'm glad that she got what she deserved. Aisling Curver is a horrible woman. She doesn't respect or love you like I do. You would have become a puppet of the awful Friday Coalition if she managed to sink her claws into you. Aren't you happy that I got to you first?"
