"Indeed. Why did you think I was talking to you? If I don't need your blood, you would've long been killed." He said as a matter of fact.
"As if I'm easy to kill like others." He puffed his chest outward as the wind around him vibrated, tuning into a sharp razor.
"Do you even believe that?"
La Coasta turns to him wid a wide grin, showing his long fangs. He walked casually toward Willard with a calm expression on his face as the howling of winds around him got stronger and fiercer.
The remaining people still standing took a couple of steps back from the violent whirlwind.
PA! PA! PA!
The sharp whirlwind cut the ground into smaller pebbles, sending it flying into the atmosphere. Willard turns into a man of wind.
"Are you scared?" He sneered.
"Do you see me shivering or panicking?" La Coasta shrugged.
AH! AH!
