"I see that you still don't understand the situation you're in, Crowley. Do you think this is as simple as beating you up? No, you idiot. You're. Going to. Die." Mason replied, delivering his words as menacingly as possible.
He wanted to see Shye beg for his life before slowly torturing him to death.
As for the young woman with a blessed physique beside him, she would serve as a great toy.
"Hahahaha! Surely, you jest. Who's going to kill me? You idiotic lot? Even if you brought a hundred men as idiotic as you, none of you would be a threat to me." Shye retorted with confidence, making Mason clench his fists in frustration.
Instead of pleasure, all he derived from Shye's reaction was nothing but infuriation.
Meanwhile, Seira was having a hard time understanding what was happening.
Well, she had an inkling, however, she couldn't believe that their guildmates would try to assassinate them.
