"Why so quiet? Are you uncomfortable with the treatment I'm providing?"
At the sound of that voice, Jim, Natasya, and Rain gasped, their heads snapping toward the source. There stood Leon, strolling toward them with a playful smile.
Their expressions darkened immediately, and they fixed him with hostile gazes.
"What do you want, Demon Emperor?" Natasya asked coolly, though the hatred in her tone was unmistakable.
Leon stopped in front of the metal bars confining them, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.
"Relax. I'm just here to savor the sight of your misery," he replied, mocking them bluntly.
As his gaze fixed on the three, the memory of the devouring poison resurfaced, igniting a wave of hatred so intense it felt nearly unbearable. If he weren't holding back, he might have torn them apart right then and there.
