The words were calm, but they felt heavier than any shout.
Ruel forced his head up.
He met Ethan's eyes in the sky which were oozing with coldness.
It seems he wasn't joking as he radiated killing intent.
Ruel's heart slammed against his ribs. Sweat soaked his back and ran down his spine. His breath grew rough, and his vision blurred for a moment.
Ethan looked down at him without blinking. His gaze was sharp and merciless, like a blade hanging over someone's throat.
'Did you really think you could come here and fuck me in my own home and walk away?'
'Even if I overlook many things, I am still not a saint, you son of a bitch.'
''Since you refuse to bow..''
Darkness gathered behind Ethan like a rising storm cloud. It twisted and rolled, spreading across the sky. The ground below darkened as a huge shadow stretched outward, swallowing the cracked courtyard.
His voice grew colder.
"You have five seconds to back down."
CRACK!
