Oh, that struck such a nerve. There's a twitch that goes through his face, and if he wasn't determined to kill Ritsuka right here and now, that would have sent him over the edge.
Maybe it just makes him a little more angry, which is why when he does grab ahold of her--large claws digging into the soft part of her upper arm--he holds nothing back as he throws her; bodily; into the wall opposite to where they're standing.
"--You. Have no idea how well together those plans were knit. Like a Mendala painted and woven over hundreds of years--of COURSE someone coming up with a sledgehammer and gasoline with a lit match can destroy it! You have no sense of anything.
You should have given up a long time ago. How has your spirit not yet shattered?! Any other human master would have--"
Angry. he's getting Too angry. And he can feel it. Screeching won't do anything here.
He walks over to where Ritsuka landed, and he aims to slam the heel of his shoe into her ribs.
"I'd love to stay and slowly tear you apart, but thanks to the damnable people of this city not giving up, as well--I have too much work to do.
So I'll spare you the long way around and ask--perhaps, is there a way you wish your life to end? I could give you that kindness in your final moments."
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struck
such a nerve.
There's a twitch that goes through his face, and if he wasn't determined to kill Ritsuka right here and now, that would have sent him over the edge.
Maybe it just makes him a little more angry, which is why when he does grab ahold of her--large claws digging into the soft part of her upper arm--he holds nothing back as he throws her; bodily; into the wall opposite to where they're standing.
"--You. Have no idea how well together those plans were knit. Like a Mendala painted and woven over hundreds of years--of COURSE someone coming up with a sledgehammer and gasoline with a lit match can destroy it! You have no sense of anything.
You should have given up a long time ago. How has your spirit not yet shattered?! Any other human master would have--"
Angry.
he's getting
Too angry.
And he can feel it. Screeching won't do anything here.
He walks over to where Ritsuka landed, and he aims to slam the heel of his shoe into her ribs.
"I'd love to stay and slowly tear you apart, but thanks to the damnable people of this city not giving up, as well--I have too much work to do.
So I'll spare you the long way around and ask--perhaps, is there a way you wish your life to end? I could give you that kindness in your final moments."