Crashhhh!!!!!
A sturdy stool was kicked from the high podium, nearly hitting the men kneeling below.
In their minds, they saw their deaths... Already adding the word 'deceased.'
"You imbeciles! Where are they?!"
No one wandered, keeping their heads nervously to the ground.
The slender man crushed the apple in his hands until all its gooeyness dripped to the floor.
"Answer me, goddammit!"
The men felt a shiver crawl up their spines, shrieking to no end.
"My lord... We... We did our best tri-... Trying to find them."
"And we did, Lord!" One quickly added. "W... We did find them. B... But..."
"But, but, but, but what? Tell me, what's the point of paying you if you're all so useless? A simple job that even a baby could do, you mess it up! Imbeciles! Morons! Dimwits! Cretins!... I sought to kill you all now!l!"
In rage, the slender man shot a dagger straight at the last speaker's neck.
Slice!
