Gabriel massaged his jaw, stunned, still processing the brutal impact. He looked up slowly, catching sight of Eratz stepping toward him with an eerie calm, each step deliberate.
Eratz's voice broke the silence, low and chilling, carrying a dangerous edge.
"You hurt?" Eratz asked, his tone almost amused. "Thought I didn't hit you too hard. Could've ended this battle right there…" His gaze narrowed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "But what's the point of coming this far just to get bored?" He tilted his head, his eyes sharp. "Get up."
Gabriel scowled, pushing through his shock. "You really don't care, do you? About Crystal? You're worse than that guy."
Eratz's expression barely changed, his eyes growing darker, colder.
