Kira screamed over the crowds cheers,"SON OF A BITCH, NECROMANCER. USE YOUR FUCKING FISTS..LIKE A REAL WARRIOR. MAGIC!!" She turns to her brother anger apparent in her face as she watched the battle,"Fucking magic-users. Pussies. The lot of em. Always depending on magic to solve there problems, instead of fighting with pure strength and training." Daemon laughed,"You are just pissed because, you don't have any magic." She jumps off of her seat, slamming her fist on the side of his head shattering the wood with ease. He doesn't even blink,"Calm yourself, and don't cause a scene." She grumbles still pissed as her father points to her seat. She walks back jumping up and crouching low again, looking down at the orc with a vicious expression. She thought to herself, Come on Karnage. If I am right, and I usually am, you better win. Her expression became increasing more feral, as she watched.