Chương 81: Thalassotélos — XVII

Warning: Semi-graphic torture (not really much), mild gore (if at all), minorrr character death

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How fucking infuriating.

The ten-tailed fox raised his head, chin tilted up as he looked at the male with his eyes narrowed. The burning hatred in his eyes, the scathing fury, the animalistic urge to wrap his hand around the dragon's neck and just snap it.

All of it condensed into one single emotion.

Cold, chilling anger.

"Not even going to stand to greet me?" He asked coldly, blood like crimson eyes flashing with an underlying feral light in them. "Or have you forgotten everything you did to me, dragon?"

The said dragon moved, shifting on his marvelous throne as he looked down at the ten-tailed fox in his eyes, the cold contempt in them unhidden.