She sighed; « Monitús ultimos jam expiratùr, denizen » she stated coldly.

She immediately, without delay, grabbed the laughing agitator’s leg, twisting it as she combatively yanked him off. Though, in the process, she caused the agitator’s head to smash right into the table’s edge, his top-hat falling off as his head bashed and cracked. He went completely mute and silent, laying motionless, bleeding. Seeing this, she backed away somewhat; « Merda… » she mumbled out; shit.

— Somewhere Someplace by Nemo Omniaque