The eyes of man glinted with a sharp look. "I should have known that it was you who would pass down the order for me to be captured." He spat on the ground without showing any respect to Killian.
Killian took a few steps toward the man who was hanging by the chain, causing the mice to scamper away. He reached out and held the jaw of the man in between his fingers and muttered, "I often wondered what a fool would look like; looks like I finally saw one."
The man laughed and taunted, "What's wrong? Is this about your pride? I think it is. You must be so upset for someone like you to be embarrassed in such a manner. So easy to break, that pride of yours. All I needed to do was to play along a little, and you shifters crumbled to dust."
"And what's your name?" Killian asked with a smile. "The man who crumbled the pride of shifters to dust?"
