grinning wickedly Holy fuck, ain't this a shitshow, huh? Divorcing your arch-enemy, that's rich.
One of the thugs steps forward, leering at Mandice with malicious intent.
grabs a nearby chair and smashes it against a table Alright, listen up, you sorry bunch of losers!
points the broken chair leg at the thug You dare lay a finger on her, and I'll make sure you regret the day you ever crossed paths with us!
smirks, taunting the thugs What's the matter, boys? Scared of a little wooden stick? You should be! Thug 1: sneers And what are you gonna do, Valentino? Make us all disappear with magic?
still trying to look strong
laughs mockingly Oh, you think I need magic to take care of these losers? Nah, I've got something better – good old-fashioned vengeance!
whips out a switchblade, flicks it open Prepare yourselves, boys! Time for a lesson in pain!
looks away and closes eyes
lunges at the nearest thug, slashing wildly with the switchblade Take this, you pathetic excuse for a gangster!
grinning wickedly Look at you, Mandice! Watch and learn, princess! I'll show you how a real boss handles trash like them!
slashes and parries, dancing around the room with fluid movements Ta-da! A little ballet lesson for all you thugs!
twirling and striking with precision Now, now, darlings! Can't let you filth taint the floor I walk on!
throws a quick glance at Mandice Ah, don't worry, sweetheart! I'll save you from these ruffians soon enough!
grinning mischievously Now, where were we? Ah, yes! Your lesson continues, darlings!
lunges towards the second thug, switching the blade to his other hand Let's see how you handle this, you sorry excuse for a tough guy!
dodges the thug's wild swings, weaving through his attacks with ease Ha! You think you can touch me? Pathetic!