"What did you just say?" Talia let out in annoyance, already irritated by the way Wrath addressed them.
His condescending eyes and superior air surrounding the area he dominated made her glare at him.
Shamac and Ana were too absorbed with the strange existence, something Talia failed to perceive.
"Perhaps you did not hear me. Very well, I will repeat myself..." Wrath muttered, lightly staring at Talia.
"My name is Wrath, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lord's Hexarion's Generals. You will be in my care until the master returns. Be quiet and rest while we await his coming. Failure to comply... Will result in-"
"Hey, mister! Where is Lord Hexarion?" Talia let out, not allowing him to complete bus words.
"Is this girl daft?" Wrath asked himself.
He looked at the other two slaves. They were both clearly aware of his existence and refused to utter a single word. But this woman kept defying him like his authority meant nothing.
