When Clarence finally looked back, he found the full brunt of the Human Race bearing down on him. They were, unsurprisingly, enraged. However, his expression was just the same.
He had already resigned himself to death the moment he submitted the Vast Dream Pavilion for the Challenge. He acted without scruples, and while he wouldn't harm the Human Race on purpose, he also wouldn't needlessly hold back due to cowardice either.
"Do you have any idea what you've just done, Clarence?" Gemmes' eyes were entirely red. It seemed that he was using all the self-control he had to not attack this man he had known for centuries.
Clarence sneered. "Why does it seem like you're more mad at me than you've ever been at those Demons? Why are you trying to hold yourself back so much now? You seemed to be so calm just minutes ago while they were spitting in our faces."
"You—!"
