The corsair was close to the admiral. She was about to punch her as hard as she would like. ''You are pathetic.'' That thought changed her mind. Instead of punching the woman, Nina simply walked away, grabbed the chair on which she was seated on and to evacuate the boiling rage within her, she simply kicked the chair to the table. She rubbed her head with her hands with vigor.
''You are disgusting old woman. One day I will kill you and that's a promise of a corsair. Keep this promise deep in your old brain. I hope you have planned a better outcome to this diner because right now, you are stuck with a bomb ready to explode at you.''
