"Ok, that's great… Just keep tickling me. Once I'm done with these, I swear I'll make the remaining years of your life very painful for you to regret even getting born."
If he decided to keep doing his bullshit, then I'd have nothing else to do but to repay this kindness double later on. Killing him? Humph, that was out of the question.
This dude… I decided, I'd make him my b*tch! Let him fight for me, fight against his own race. Let me see how he'd feel after killing his own race, a crime that I knew it was so tolling over such race members.
"Come on, please work," as I decided to ignore that bastard, I left the task of handling his attacks to my capable chariot's shield. I shifted my attention fully over the ongoing slaughter down below.
Just during the past few minutes of wasting breaths over that bastard, they killed almost close to a hundred thousand forces.
After killing such a number, it was expected for the remaining forces here to be afraid.
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