However, those who were aware of Donari's power knew better. And, those who had seen how easily Dyon destroyed Donari were even more clear that he was an even greater freak.
"Little brother, you should be so impatient. Come back home and stop being so stubborn." A maroon haired and red eyed individual of the Slaughter Peak spoke out from behind the red robed elder.
Dyon raised an eyebrow. He had assumed that Donari would be healed by his family when they reached Soul Rending Peak, but it seemed that that wasn't the case.
"Fuck you." Donari responded simply and straight forwardly. Never once looking at this elder brother of his.
Truth be told, Dyon found this quite funny. Donari was a person who had killed, wantonly, for who knows how long. Now, he was like a child throwing a tantrum. Dyon found these kinds of people the most disgusting.
Dyon leaned toward Elder Nova. "Hey, old man, how about we put some stakes on this?"
