'So, this divine creep called the Eye is behind these bad guys called the Arm?' Alex contemplated, resisting the urge to ask Kain about other body parts involved in their organisation. But he barely held back his impulse knowing that it wasn't the right time to provoke him.
"Ah! I see it now! You're the dark hand pulling the strings, controlling everyone! Arm, Hand. Tomato, Tomahto. Same, same!" Unfortunately, the words that escaped his mouth were not any better.
Kain felt as though Alex was mocking him, his eyes narrowing with anger as he fixed his gaze upon him.
"Do you dare to mock us?" Anger finally surfaced on his once-smiling face.
But the next second, his expression transformed like a chameleon changing colours. He resumed his smiling facade.
"It doesn't matter. Your death is certain. I need not waste my breath on you," he casually remarked.
