Piercing

"... You're Shameless…" the stranger said as if I was in the wrong. 

"Shameless, you say? Then why didn't you stand up in my defense? Why didn't anyone of you bastards tell these delinquents to back off? Or will you only help when I'm in some ditch… I guess you wouldn't, huh? After all, I'll be damaged goods by then." I fired off, losing the amusement in my voice. I bore down at doggy two, the coldness in my heart seething like a frozen flame. "I ought to sever this dog's tongue, ears, eyes, and limbs and let him live his days in hell." 

My gaze lifted to the peasant and to Lord Craven, merely watching with indifference. I'm sure he knew this was merely an act for Blood Haven. Same with Vincent, who carried an amusing smile. 

"Get off your self-righteous horse. You're no different than these little insects worming about. Or is it that you believe you can defeat me?" I coldly asked him as his stats appeared before me. 

[Dean Cromwell]