By nature, Harper was a reasonably collected person. That meant pissing her off – something which Harper was totally okay with. Unfortunately, Mona seemingly intended to attack from afar. But if she wanted to cause the harbinger real pain, she’d need to get her hands on her. Of course, she had abilities which would allow her to hurt Mona from a distance. All Harper wanted was to get a grip on the dumb heifer. What the harbinger didn’t realize was that Harper didn’t want to duel with her, she didn’t deem the bitch worthy of one. But in spite of the anger threatening to steal her self-control, she didn’t retaliate, which clearly puzzled Mona. Sharply stepping to the side, Harper dodged the orb. With a smirk, Mona conjured an orb of hellfire – a standard ability that most demons had – and hurled it at Harper. Some people made the mistake of believing that made her easy prey. Why? Because Harper was known amongst her social circle for being the sphinx without wings. “Joining me in this circle was a big mistake, Harper.” She said her name with utter distaste. Seeming to revel in the noise of the crowd, Mona tossed Harper a dismissive glance.
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