The moment Vale appeared at the end of the hallway with his whip in hand, Salome had grown an untamed wicked grin.
"It's time?"
Vale, with a somber look on his face, responded:
"Yeah… you sure you'll be alright?"
Salome's pink eyes danced as they found their way in line with Vale's.
"Are you doubting my ability?"
"No. I just—"
Salome laughed, then winked and blew a kiss.
"I'm just teasing youᥫ᭡. No need to be so uptight."
Vale closed his eyes and internally sighed.
'How can she be so cheery, when about to do something so, so deplorable.'
Vale reopened his eyes and returned Salome's damnable, tender glare with a pained smile.
"Whenever you're ready, so am I."
"Heh…"
After a low laugh, Salome jumped around the corner, landing at the bottom of the ramp before crouching down and rocketing up after a single heavy flap of her wings.
