Dionysia's eyes flashed with annoyance when he suggested that he might dare beat her. Rage coursing through her and her fists balled, she replied in a voice that was perfectly level yet coursed with anger. It was a voice that could make a rabid slog wimper in terror. "Don't threaten me, Slurg. Give me reason and I'll make you realise you'd rather face ten of Skillya than one of me." Anyone who knew Skillya and was hearing Dionysia speak, but not seeing her, might mistake her voice for someone related to the slig queen. Despite her better judgement, she was sorely tempted to reveal some of her secret (and very much illegal) geneology. "As you seem to stupid to understand, I'll make this very simple. For some reason that Odd only knows, I was trying to save you both from getting eaten. But as you seem so intent on calling down the whole security force of the factory to come and catch your friend and drag him off to the trash you two call a mother, I won't be staying around. come on Gappiqu, unless you'd rather stay with this traitor."
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