"You evil man!"
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Jenna's fists came crashing down on the doctor's face. By now, his features had been reduced to a swollen mess, crimson blood pooling beneath them.
"P-please… st-stop… you're going to kill me…!"
The doctor pleaded desperately, but the fire in Jenna's gaze only burned hotter. Her fist came down again with even more force, until a firm grip suddenly caught her shoulder, halting her mid-strike.
"Jenna. That's enough."
Jenna turned, meeting Zephyrion's steady gaze.
"But—!"
"He'll answer for everything he's done. Not here."
Jenna gritted her teeth, but slowly nodded. She rose, turning away with a sharp huff. Zephyrion gave the doctor's pitiful form a brief glance before stepping toward her.
"Are you okay?"
Standing before him, Jenna lowered her gaze, a trace of embarrassment crossing her face.
"…I'm sorry. I lost control."
"It's fine. Anyone would. Just… not now. Understand?"
"…I understand."
"Good. Let's take him and—"
