"What a foul mouth," Damon murmurs, turning in indifferent eye to the new loud interference. Of course more would come, but they were too late. He got what he'd come for, revenge, the message, and most of all Rebellion. He was tempted to finish his original off before addressing the newcomer, but it almost seemed a waste of energy at this point. Let him wallow in regret and understanding that he is the inferior one.

She would absolutely do for practice. He gives the blade an appraising once over, then points it out toward Raye in a challenging fashion. "Then show me."