Close Call

"SHIIIITT!!!"

I was furious.

>BOOOOOOMMMMM!!!<

The ground shattered apart as I stomped it with complete annoyance.

How could I let him get away like that? Just because I was being too cautious, I allowed Paul to escape my grasp.

The danger his existence posed to me was by no means small.

While he was weaker than me now, how long would that last?

He had certainly grown beyond my wildest imagination. There was no telling how much of a threat he would be the next time we met.

Yet… Yet…

"Fuck! Shit! Damn it!!"

I cursed some more, feeling anger and frustration consume me.

Fortunately, the emotions didn't last very long. Thanks to my [Merciless] Title, I got over my unstable emotions pretty quickly and retained my rational mind.

However, the moment I could think logically, a new emotion began lurking deep within me.

—FEAR!

The intensity multiplied but was quickly suppressed by my Title.