Upper hand

"How come you are still alive?" Unease was evident to his voice before his head looks around. He is not minding the slashes and shallow cuts that the half awake and sleeping Cygnelius is giving him. His eyes were focused solely to the two individual that never come down to mediate on Skyscraper's matters not unless they came with their God...his older brother. 

Why now?! In this critical moment?  I shouldn't have played with this lowly human and just killed him instantly! Right. That is what I should do. 

Arao's bloodlust oozes out and the two sensitive beings had detected it before he could be successful. 

"My Lord, it is proper etiquette to entertain the guest and not be neglected like this. His Majesty will be sad if He knows about this." Donned in black with his striking red gaze, he put Arao's hand down and in his other hand was holding the brat that seems in his flo

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