Cassiel pranced down, closing the gap to reach Caius. His eyes were whitened and his grew long down below his waist and was pure white.
He approached his brother with a menacing temperament. The visit was far from uncalled for, and an unexpected visit from his family members was always followed by chaos in his life.
He raised his hand in the air and spread out his palm and fingers. "Why are you here?"
"Spirit cut a strand of my hair to help with your fever and I followed him to..."
Cassiel started bringing his fingers in; the slow motion of his fingers, strongly squeezing motion of his fingers,, was met with Caius's groaning in pain while clutching his chest.
"Do you wish for your heart to stop beating? I can squeeze harder if you want!"
"Cass..." Caius grew short of breath. The pang in his heart was pounding, hard.