Fierce, hot rage exploded like an inferno inside me. As the twin took a step toward Mhor, his eyes full with blood-lust, I let out a roar. Swinging, I punched Father across the jaw. The force knocked him to the side, freeing me enough to scamper from under him. I ran straight at the twin.
His gaze flashed at me the moment before I attacked. I knocked him to the ground and punched him in the nose. His head smacked against the hard packed dirt, but I turned for his weakness, his injury. The open flesh of his calf gave me places to ram my fingers. He wailed, bucking to get free of me.
"I will kill you before you touch Mhor!"
"Zora, stop!"
I swung at the sound of Mhor's voice. The twin tried to sit up, but I dug my fingers in deeper to keep him in place.
Mhor met my gaze, pain in his eyes
