"Who are you?" Furi asked while giving him the side glance. She was looking at him like he was some interesting piece of art.
"You don't get to question me. In due time, I will tell you who I am and then let you go screaming that name to your father while bleeding to death." Shifting his gaze to his bride, he commanded, "Now, let her go."
"Hahaha..." Furi roared in laughter. "You don't look much of a talker just like that man over there." She said while pointing at Daisuke's way. "But you are very good with words. How old are you? One thousand years? You look like an immortal."
Seeing her talking on and on instead of heeding to his instruction, Naoki hissed. The last of patience was running out.
