"I KNOW MY FATE, SO WHY BOTHER BEING NICE."He replied. "But also, I really don't like you." He shot back quite bluntly, being as honest as possible with his capture.
How much he wished to have his head ripped off his body, to decapitate him for what he did to him. So many ways to kill him: a stake to the heart, a ripping out his heart, poisoning him with vervain. So many ways to just completely end him, to wipe that smile off his face.
He laughed slightly before turning to leave, but never did he close the door. For someone who didn't want him to escape he sure made it easy for him, all Noah had to do was just free himself of his ropes that held him close to this chair.
Titan's retreating footsteps were loud at first and in a way mocking, if that were possible as they become more and more quiet, so distant that he was force to relinquish himself back into that silence that once before consumed him, eating at him with force.
