"I will kill you for the sake of the future of this world." Jarren growled, his teeth clenched in anger.
His eyes burned with determination as he raised his massive sword with ease, the weapon now appearing almost normal-sized in his enlarged form.
Veins bulged under his black skin, his muscles rippling with the raw power coursing through his body.
Reign observed him with a smirk, finding amusement in his statements .
"World future, huh?" he mocked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You humans and your delusions Always thinking you are the center of everything. Always thinking you matter."
"Did it not occur to you that maybe the world is trying its best to squash you all like insects because, unlike what you want to believe, you're the tumor in this world? Not the demons, or the corrupteds," he added.
"So you're one of those people who like to preach before a fight ?" Jarren sneered in contempt.
