Warlock Ch 105. Just Making Plans to Ruin Your Day
"Depends," Damian shot back, masking his unease with sarcasm. "Do you offer room service, or is this one of those 'no frills' kinds of dungeons?"
Malthus chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Cassius must have trained you well. That sharp tongue of yours is almost entertaining. Almost."
Damian's jaw tightened at the mention of Cassius. He wasn't sure if the name was meant as a compliment or an insult, but either way, it didn't bode well. "If you know Cassius, then you know he doesn't appreciate his student being kidnapped," Damian said, leaning forward against his chains. "Let me go now, and maybe he won't burn your house or whatever it is to the ground."
"Cassius?" Malthus raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "Oh, I'm counting on him coming after you. That's part of the fun. But don't flatter yourself, boy. You're here for my purposes, not his."
