"And don't you think of going to the headmaster," It was as if Kailya was reading Aurora's thoughts, though she wasn't.
I know the look on your sorry face. Wipe it off, before I do it for you, and make sure not a soul sees your face again, Kailya thought angrily, moving her wand down to her waist, still held firm in her hand. She then extended her hand and tapped the cast iron chains, letting them fall to the ground. She stepped back.
"Try anything and this will only be fun for one of us," She spoke in a dangerous tone, but it was hardly intimidating.
Kailya wasn't in the mood to play mind games, nor was she in the mood to so much as half-heartedly try to intimidate Aurora. She was simply tired. Tired of waging her war. I would go back to the light if I could, but the darkness has consumed me, and that's alright. I'll except my fate for what it is. This school is better with me in the shadows, anyway. She scolded herself mentally.