Everyone who heard his words might think that Abaddon was giving them another chance to survive. But Bane knew better.
Abaddon was toying with them, his words clearly indicating that he wasn't taking them seriously, even though they were facing two of the most powerful beings that these humans had ever served under.
Abaddon aimed to shatter the spirits of those who still clung to the belief that they had a fighting chance against the demons.
"You... You!"
Bane's eyes burned with anger, but he found himself at a loss for words.
What could he possibly say to counter this psychological warfare when it was evident that he and his brother had already lost?
The demon, witnessing Bane's frustration, smiled sinisterly.
Abaddon leaned in closer to him, his words meant for Bane's ears alone.
"If my cunningness' is angering you, human, then you should blame your own kind, for it is your race that has taught me such tactics."
