Khal stared at Alde's distorted face in silence while completely ignoring the struggling groans and dripping blood from his mouth.
"Y-you... What... do you want... from me?" Alde asked Khal in a hoarse voice, his bloodshot eyes staring at Khal with terror as though he was staring at the reaper himself!
'...'
Seeing that Khal didn't answer nor did he move but just simply gazed at him, Alde gritted his teeth and said, "I can give you whatever you want! Fame? Power? Wealth? I can grant you all of that if you wish you just need to say it!"
However, it seemed not even this seemed alluring enough for Khal, as his hold on his head didn't loosen but even tightened a little bit more!
"Argh! Then what do you want? I am certain I didn't meet a powerful expert such as yourself before much less offend!" said Alde with a painful grimace.
"Are you sure about that?"