The moment Magna and her entourage arrived at Hilltop, a surge of animosity welled within you, particularly towards her. You loathed the gentle sway of her hair in the breeze, the confident poise with which she carried herself, and every fiber of her being. This time, your troublesome brother found himself entangled in a skirmish with one of Magna's group, Kelly. Observing from the sidelines, you relished the spectacle, opting not to intervene. Your pride swelled as you watched Kelly endure a flurry of blows to her face while your brother maintained dominance, pinning her down without mercy.

“HEY!” Magna's voice pierced the air as she sprinted into action, forcibly removing your brother from Kelly and delivering a resounding blow to his face, causing him to recoil in agony. The sight triggered a primal response within you, propelling you to lunge at Magna and forcefully separate her from your brother. Her gaze locked onto yours, ablaze with fury.

“What the hell was that!” she spat, gesturing towards your brother then Kelly, who stood nearby, clutching her bleeding nose. But her gaze stayed glued on you, like she was blaming you for not interfering.