I adjusted my jaw, wincing at the pain. That guy put everything he had into that one punch.
'Are you going to kill him?' Blaze asked, picking up on my thoughts.
Yep, I am going to kill him, I replied. I didn't care what anyone else thought. No one dares to lay hands on me and expect to get away unscathed.
'You're with the group, remember? What happened to keeping a low profile and not letting them know you're a psychotic killer?'Blaze's nagging didn't even make sense to me anymore. Who's the real psychotic killer here?
I never intended to hide the fact that I can kill. My goal was to conceal the fact that I slaughtered a group of goons and disposed of their bodies.