It was lucky for Lara that Ella knew she didn’t mean break his arm because a fraction more and she would have snapped it like a twig. An effortless and skilled break the fighter would have taken a long time to recover from. She let go of Jack without the fear of him trying to take another swing. After the sigh of relief escaped his lips he spent the next few seconds flexing his arm and trying to rorate the pain the brief pain away.

“Should I even ask who that is?” Ella looked blank as if it was a fighter she should know about but when she was reminded what Lara was wearing her thoughts went out the window and the vampire smirked. Ella folded her arms across her chest and made it obvious she was checking the girl out. “Actually I suddenly don’t care.”

Biting her lip, Ella couldn’t even tear her eyes away to ask her question to Jack directly. “When you’re finished in the cage, can I borrow it?”