The tip of my dagger hovered just inches from Braun's neck, while he clutched his massive chopper, glaring at me with unrelenting fury.
"I won't let you get away with this," he groaned, his voice dripping with defiance.
I exhaled deeply, feigning boredom. "Sure, sure. Don't let me get away. But for now, why don't you tell me—what's the purpose behind killing elves like that?"
He hesitated, his jaw tightening as his thoughts churned. I could see the conflict in his eyes, weighing whether to speak or stay silent.
"I—" He started, then clenched his fists, rage overtaking reason. "As if I'd tell you that, you motherfucker!" Braun roared, his aura flaring violently as he swung his chains with ferocity.
The chains lashed through the air, but I blocked them with ease and leaped forward, delivering a precise kick to his face. The impact sent him tumbling to the ground, rolling like a rag doll.
