Sabrina's delighted laughter echoed through the chaos as Klaus's declaration hung in the air like a death sentence. Her crimson eyes sparkled with malevolent joy, as though his threat was exactly what she had been hoping to hear.
"You speak as if you know me personally, little one," she purred, her voice carrying musical undertones that made the endearment sound like mockery. "How fascinating that someone so young claims such intimate knowledge."
Klaus didn't respond with words. Instead, he exploded into motion with speed that left frost trails in the air behind him. The temperature plummeted as he channeled his power, ice forming geometric patterns across the marble floor with each step toward Sabrina's hovering form.
