Karrie stared at Ophidian for a long while before she slowly started to shake her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “So you’re siding with my tormentors then. I see, I was wrong to call you my uncle.” </span>She pushed him away from her but she didn’t get far before a bar or soap nailed her squarely in the temple, thrown by Kitori from the stairs.<span style="color: #b300b3">“Bring her to the bathroom, my love. And get the soap, Syrenka will try to eat it.”</span>Kitori didn’t want for a response as she went back upstairs while Karrie was on the ground holding her now bleeding head.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>