Stronghold (15)

"Che, this piece of trash actually died on me." Gargamel said before slapping the creature that was on the table.

He hit it so hard that it knocked the blood coming from the creature onto the floor, but Gargamel didn't care at all.

The only emotion that he seemed to have was disappointment that his experiment had failed.

He didn't seem to care at all that there was a living creature that had died in front of him.

After the creature died and he vented his anger on it, Gargamel turned to the other researchers and said, "Go and prepare the next test subject. I want it ready within the hour or else…"

All of the researchers trembled when they heard this, but they quickly headed off to do what he told them to do.

Once they were gone, Gargamel turned his attention back onto Mister Anderson and said, "Well, what do you have to report? If it's useless information, you'll be the next one on the operating table."