Venting The Rage.

Christoph drove his car through the dark roads at a fast speed. Only the roar of his engine echoed in the night. The people who apprehended him seemingly made preparations before acting.

They had fitted a room to be soundproof and even stored a supply of blood and food that would last them for a week. This made Christoph frown, and he was angry that Ambrosia did not tell him anything and kept him out of the loop.

When he heard that it was all done by the will of Natalia Rose, he did not want to feel helpless, but the situation showed him the reality. Now all he cared about was how to get stronger. He did not wish to dwell on the answers because he knew Ambrosia would not give them to him so easily. He just wanted to become so strong that he could kill the opponent.

The car zoomed through the streets like a wild horse in the prairies.