Chapter64

#Chapter64

Despite me not wanting to show how much of a painful spot he had found, it was written all over my face, and I could tell that by his pitiful, condescending smile appearing.

/"Cat got your tongue?/" he asked calmly, irritating me more than if he had actually used a mocking tone. My hand curled into a fist involuntarily, as I kept glaring at him.

/"And here he is... the mighty Chaos. Underneath all the big words, and violence... Just a scared, hurt, little boy, who thinks he can rule the world.../"

/"Shut up/" I hissed through clenched teeth.

/"...How tragic../"

/"SHUT. UP./"

/"...How... pathetic/"

By the time my thrown walking-stick got to where Leon stood, he disappeared into the thin air. I was panting from all the emotions swirling around in my chest, mainly manifesting as hatred and wrath. I could feel my hand trembling under the need to hurt the angel, to shut him up forever...