Annalisa's insults meant nothing to them, nor did this blood pact they mentioned. What came before them didn't matter to the two sisters. It might have mattered to their mother, but she was gone.
"We shall wait until you are gone for good, then," Fleur hissed, her voice filled with hatred.
Nuzzling her sister's shoulder, Gabrielle hid her face from the frightening creatures. They were so destructive, violent, and...Spanish. Three irredeemable qualities! Even if she did eat, Gabrielle didn't think she could keep anything down. She felt like throwing up as it is...