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Quella Fehtan

Quella grinned at the furious purpleblood through the glass, happy to see that fire back in her eyes. Even if it was misplaced. "You're really not in a position to demand much of anything, Miss Tsifer." the blueblood continued, unable to keep a bit of gloating out of her voice. Had Eridia really thought that Quella of all trolls would always be meek and submissive? She saw her chance to get on top here, and she was sure as hell gonna take it if Eridia was losing her touch. "I'll test you if I want to, and you'd better damn well pass. And that's even assuming that you survive your trial."

It wasn't so much that Quella even wanted any of Eridia's dumb stuff anyway. It was just the power that such an acquisition represented. That was more than worth any of the sneaking around she'd have to do to burn the hive to the ground without getting caught. "I'm really looking forward to seeing that fight, honestly. I wanna see if you've really lost your edge, or it comes back out when you really need it. I'm really hoping you've still got it, for your sake." The hunter winked, unable to keep herself from putting in one last little barb. "And when you're fighting for your life, I'd suggest just one strategy: Fight dirty."

Quella Fehtan

"Good." said the blueblood, grinning at the captive troll. "That's much better. I assumed you were broken back there. I've heard nothing from you but whining and complaining about how unfair it is and how sorry you are, and frankly I don't give a s**t about all of that." The military troll grinned right back into the smirk, ate up all the confidence Eridia was displaying. "I want the Eridia that does what she wants, but if you want that back, you're gonna have to back your talk up. Just don't get culled before I get a chance at you."

"But you better not assume I'm a pushover either, Purpleblood. If you don't take this seriously..." Thinking for a moment, Quella rocked back and struck out at the material separating them, fist striking the wall with a audible CRUNCH. The military material was tough, but a spiderweb of cracks still ran through the wall from the superhuman force of the blow. Quella snarled at Eridia, her lips peeling back from sharp teeth. "If you don't take me seriously, I'll break you in half." The PA system in the cell crackled to life immediately as Quella stepped away from the dividing wall. "Private Fehtan. Step away from the containment cell." Five drones filed into the room at a brisk march, weapons trained on the unruly blueblood.

"Yeah, yeah." She nodded to the lead drone, spreading her prongs out wide. "I'm not trying to free her or anything. Just sending a message." The drones chattered amongst themselves for a second, clearly waiting for orders from their superior, then moved forward cautiously to encircle the blueblood. She waited for them, calm and poised, then walked forward as the began to escort her from the chamber. "I'll see you on the outside," she said to Eridia as she left, glancing backwards with a wink at the trapped purpleblood.