>>10068274>>10057847Nikki's phone pings as she receives a text, and her eyes light up when she sees Priscilla's name. But her expression turns to fury when she reads the text about someone destroying a portrait of Priscilla that was sent to the dojo. "Looks like we've got a job from Madame Divine," says Nikki.
"You call it a job, I call it a distraction," the voice replies.
"Shut up, it'll be fun to stomp some retard's head into a pavement for daring to disrespect the leader of the Divine Angels." She puts her phone away, and leans forward, poking her head out next to the driver's seat and smiles at the chauffeur. He looks back at the redhead with fear in his eyes, having spent the last few moments uncomfortably listening to her talk to herself.
"W-where to, Ms. Kade?" he asks.
"Take me to the dojo."
