"Do you dare to say it again? Just one more time...", Dean said in a threatening manner as he looked over his shoulder. His eyes changed all of a sudden and now he was exuding a tangible killing intent.
Paul narrowed his eyes, taking another step forward.
"Who the hell do you think I am? I can say it as many times as you want. After all, it's a matter of fact that you are still stuck to our past. Nemesis is still living inside your head, together with all the traumas and frustrations that you accumulated. You became strong in regards to power, but you are weaker than ever before when it comes to your mind. You are running away from everything that is happening now, you are running away from your destiny."
Dean faltered for a moment, feeling angered to his core. Every single word that Paul said was true, but he wouldn't admit it even under torture. He preferred to die than agree with that man.
Paul's eyes were filled with disappointment as he looked at Dean from top to bottom.
