“Did you seriously just apologize for me?!” Enigma asked, her mouth dropping open. When he left, she glared, following you. “Do you know what that woman does for a night time activity, Bruce? She abuses people like me before turning us in. And you're pissed at me for being upset that you're friends with her?! Fucking hell, I should have just killed her like Crane wanted!”
She shoved past him, storming down the stairs, needing to do something to release her anger before she hit Bruce...or worse. She grabbed her cane off her desk, whistling for one of the men that was in the building with her, dismissing Marcus when he came. She waited for he next one, before slamming her heavy cane into him, the action draining some of the anger out of her. She repeated it, blood splattering against her face and chest as she aimed for the man's head, each hit a release.
It wasn't until the man's head was caved like a melon and her clothes were drenched in blood that Enigma allowed Marcus to pull her off of him, ignoring those that came to collect the body and clean the floor, instead wiping her face on the towel offered to her, before cleaning her cane, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Marcus said nothing, simply accepting the dirty towel back and offering her a bottle of water, watching to make sure she was stable enough to drink it even with her trembling hands.