Yuri's eyes fluttered rapidly, and his lips slightly parted as he looked up at him. His chest was tight, and he had no room to breathe. It was suffocating, and he felt like he could collapse at any time.
This was actual fear.
"Sir, Nikolai just didn't have a way to tell you. T-t-that moron thought he could find a way to fix everything before you found out." He clicked his tongue, annoyed as well.
"Please pardon him. I'll take over and figure out how to deal with the-"
His heart jumped to his throat, the second Caesar's furious fist burst through the glass next to his head, shattering it into pieces. He breathed heavily, swallowing hard to contain the sudden, deep rush of fear in his system.
Goosebumps had risen on his skin, and for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. The cold night breeze blew against his back through the hole and he shuddered, gulping.
