Suddenly, the guard yelled, "Don't call me idiotic. My name is Kempi!" He took a battle stance.
Akun spoke with a cold tone, his gaze narrowing from beneath his helmet. "I couldn't care less what your name is. Everyone in your tribe will be dying tonight—man, woman, child. What point is there to learn the name of a man that will be dying soon."
Kempi spoke up with a frustrated and disgusted tone. "You monster! To talk about murder so casually. You truly deserve to be put down."
Akun's tone turned even colder. "You must be one of those self-righteous hero types. You only care about your people, and the whole world could burn for all you care. You could murder over and over, and you would say it was for the greater good. If anyone should be called a monster, it should be you."
