"You're a monster," he spat out, his anger reached its peak, and he was done with any pretense.
Locking eyes with the demon before him, he knew that it had no intentions of letting him live.
He had hoped for help to come, but with no alarms triggered after a considerable time, it became clear: the demon had likely killed everyone before coming here.
If that was the case, then it was better to accept his fate and at least die with dignity.
There was a reason that he was able to built a business empire—he was brave and never showed weakness, even in the face of death.
He had already made peace with it.
"Monster?" Reign chuckled, his mouth twisting into a smug grin as he enjoyed the scene. "Well, thank you for the compliment," he added, mocking his prey further .
Then.
Reign turned his head towards Cyril's step-sister, who was now vomiting on the floor after witnessing the carnage surrounding her.
