June then got up and stared down at the man on the couch. When June walked steps back, Lantis threw Michel face down on the floor. Bang! The glass just stabbed him in the wrong places at the impact. The man screamed louder as blood gushed from the wound on his groin. He tried to crawl out of his van, but June stepped on his head.
The human master snorted at the man's misery. "You underestimate me too much, Michel Toussaint. You probably didn't think that I'd find out that you wanted to dispose of me, so you can fuck my corpse? You also probably didn't count on me finding out… that you had your fucking way with Kale all those hours while they wait for Soren to show up."
June stepped off of him, and imps went to pile up on top to keep him immobile and suffocated while the glass continued digging deeper and deeper. "I'd do the world a favor and get rid of you, scum incarnate."
