Angus could not believe just how difficult it was to hold back the growing storm within his mind. It had been a very, very long time since he had actively had to restrain his own murderous urges. He was getting fed up with living his life like a prisoner, perhaps if he killed all their enemies they'd be fine once more. He was definitely going to do just that, and he was going to start with this Stephen of a person.
"Angus?" Daniel called out with a rather cautious tone. Currently he had no idea if it was even okay to be talking to Angus, but he didn't have any choice. He was still impaled by Angus's Lance and it was negating his healing capabilities and making him bleed out of the car seat.
"Angus!"
The boy in question only managed to regain himself after his name was yelled out by his victim. Now aware of his actions, he released his mana and the lance in his hand exploded into a cloud of gold dust. "I'm sorry"
"No don't apologise, you saved my life"
