Rage fueled Ackster's body as he took another step forward, casting off the restraints from the being's presence.
"Shut your mouth! What don't you get?!"
Ackster stood up straight, grabbed his sword with both hands, slid one foot forward, and bent his legs.
The being tilted his head to the side while facing Ackster.
"If you're scared, just piss off right now. I might just let you go."
"It will end if I don't. It will end if I do. If it's going to end no matter what, I might as well kill you while I'm at it."
