The leader narrowed his eyes, his grip tightening on the hilt of his sword. "Do not jest with matters of utmost importance, human. Your flippant attitude will not save you."
Liam still did not seem to care. The leader's face darkened. Anger bubbled inside him as he saw the human being's behavior.
"If you do not want to talk to me when you are alive, then you can talk to me after you are dead!" The leader shouted in anger as he unsheathed his sword and jumped from his tiger.
"You read my mind." Liam cracked his neck. Staying in the same position and meditating had made his body very stiff. Besides, it was time he started forging souls again.
The next instant a cold storm picked up as the leader angrily slammed down on the ground and swung his broadsword sending out a chilling cold wind that sliced the trees standing in its path.
