Tarok was fuming, his emotions boiling over as blood and saliva mixed together and continued to spill out of his mouth.
His eyes were bloodshot but the moment he looked into those cold yet fiery crimson eyes, all he could see was a reflection of his own despair.
Broken and desperate, he gritted his teeth and managed to utter, "W-Why... are you doing this...to me?" His voice was laced with fear and confusion, seeking some semblance of reason after witnessing his clan getting destroyed.
Raziel's voice, cold and devoid of any emotion, answered, "You don't get to ask that question after killing my people. You may not remember their faces, but I am sure the name 'Selene' rings a bell in your mind," His words were like a dagger, aimed precisely to evoke a certain memory.
