"You have been found guilty of..." Aro's voice drones on, but I don't listen.
I don't give a shit.
To me, it means only one thing: playtime.
I crouch automatically. I glance at Demetri, and he smirks, shaking his head. This one's all mine.
My hands ball into fists and then relax, over and over again, as I wait for that final word.
"Death." Aro's pronouncement is music to my ears.
I spring. The guilty one recoils, but it is too late. I am too fast.
My body crashes into hers, stone crushing stone with the sound of ripping metal.
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