Irene observed Seulgi's trembling fist, then at her penetrating gaze. 

"You're mad."

"I am."

Irene hummed in response, "Why did you sneak inside my tent at this hour?" When the latter stayed silent, her eyes trailed down to observe the blood dripping on the floor, not knowing if it's Seulgi's or the people gasping for air outside, "This isn't the first time you defeated my best warriors..."

"That's why you should surrender."

"And if I don't?" A smirk played on her lips, exactly aware that Seulgi is now on the edge of exploding, "Will you finally kill me?"