"…you're simply worthless and you belong nowhere but my feet—"
Julius' words froze in his throat. His eyes narrowed. That same sensation had just gripped him again.
A sensation he'd felt before. One he hated with every fiber of his being. He looked down, his hands were shaking.
'Not again.'
He clenched his teeth, lifting his gaze to the one he instinctively knew was the cause, Malakai.
His entire aura had shifted, as though a switch had flipped. Killing intent bled from him, so thick it made Julius's skin crawl. He looked like a beast on the brink of mauling its prey.
'He's angry.'
Julius narrowed his eyes… then realization struck him like lightning, widening them instantly.
His lips curled into a slow, twisted grin.
"Well, look who still has a soft spot for those worthless fools," Julius said, watching closely as Malakai's eyes flickered.
He laughed, loud, as if he'd just unearthed a treasure.
