Human Skin

"Long time no see,"

Zaroth was smiling like he hadn't just slaughtered a dozen men.

"You… don't seem bothered that you have killed multiple people," Midnight remarked.

Zaroth glanced at the bodies on the ground as he took a deep breath, "Well, why would I be bothered? It's not like I have morals of any sort."

Midnight raised an eyebrow. Back when Zaroth had said that he was planning to kill the gods, she hadn't believed him. She knew better than to believe the words of a human.

But seeing the way he slaughtered the purifiers with no hesitation whatsoever, she began to think that he was actually telling the truth.

She took a deep breath before speaking. "...Thank you for coming to my rescue."

Zaroth seemed to grin even more. "Don't worry about it, just remember that you owe me one."

After he was done speaking, he turned his back to her and began to walk toward the door with the intent to leave.