Gojinn just stared for a moment at Kizmat! Who the FUCK did he think he was?! He just came in here and trapped them! And now he wanted the phial!??!
Hey asshole!
He threw his feet up, kicking Kizmat away, and hopped to his feet. Kizmat stood up straight, a pissed off look on his face now.
Listen to me, you blood guzzling mother fucker! I’m NOT putting up with your bullshit ANYMORE!! You want MY phial… too bad…
I don’t have it on me, and you’re sure as hell not gonna find it. As for knowing what I’ve done… I do.
You see- Alexander Arcane is a dirty little weasel. I may be hell bent on killing him… but I know he’s already dead. Mortis controlled him. It was obvious from the start. I was also hell bent on killing him too. I’m not putting up with this bullshit anymore! I will NOT be moved around like a pawn in some game of chess!
I’m the King, and I’m taking control. I DESTROYED Arcane! He’s dead finally… and so is that good for nothing bastard Mortismere!!
He wound up a ball of telekinetic energy in his right hand and crouched in a defensive stance, awaiting someone’s move now…
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