Footsteps echoed around them, but Calder couldn't stop his blood lust, every fiber in his body screamed for the minion's limbs to be torn apart. Calder gritted his teeth, he needed the minion to suffer. He twisted his hand around the throned whip and overpowered the minion, taking the throned whip from his grasp.
Blood was running down the thorned whip as his face started to shadow over. "Are you even human?" Minion #1 asked with a disgusted tone. Calder's grip on the whip shook, his vision started to blur, and his breathing came out as a low growl. "More human then you." He replied in a low tone as he let go of the whip, it fell down to the floor with a wet this. He then reached out for the Minion's collar with blood soaked hands.
