97: Pride will be their downfall- Part 3

"I'm better than them all. How dare they tell me what to do? I am not a pawn to be used and then discarded," Coral muttered as he ran through the empty path in the dead of the night. 

His desire for destruction was rising unnaturally, and his encounter with Fenrir had left him on the edge. The man knew that this was not normal for him, but he was too drunk on his newfound power and freedome to care.

"I need to take someone out. I need to…," Coral did not finish mutter these words when he noticed a drunker figure walking past him. The silhouette looked familiar and the man stumbled into his.

Coral did not even bulge, but the other man almost fell down due to the shock of the impact. Angry eyes looked at Coral from an equally flushed face and the accusation came toward him.

"Watch where you are going, man. Tsk, this is the problem with you low-borns. You cannot even walk properly. If not for-"