"Don't challenge me. Now let us go," She growled holding into him tightly, not wanting to lose her advantage, "Or else."

"Or else what?" He growled, baring his sharp teeth.

"Or else this," She squeezed his neck, tail lashing angrily, "And I don't tire easily."

He coughed, gripping her wrists tightly with his claws.

That's not a good idea, if you knock Abyss out then the pocket realm may collapse. He was keeping it stable.

She seemed to realize that, releasing her grip a bit, "If you don't I'll kill your friend," She was bluffing, she would never kill anyone.

"Y-you wouldn't dare. " He growled, but his voice wavered in worry.

She nodded, she was a good lair, lucky for her. It was mostly because she had lots of practice.

"I sh-shouldn't. Jasper wouldn't like that."

"He wouldn't like it if he was dead either," She retorted as she glanced at Latte, who was watching with fear in his eyes.

He began shaking, feeling pulled between his only friend and the threat against his only friend.