However, unlike the overt madness of Gorsas, even though his heart was in turmoil, Galos maintained a disconcerting calm on the surface.
This contrast between inner and outer only made him appear more dangerous.
"Bastard! What are you hesitating for? Could it be you've truly developed that laughable compassion and want to let me go?"
Gorsas continued to babble incessantly.
His words, filled with resentment and provocation, pierced through Red Iron Dragon's taut nerves like needles, making him feel an inexplicable irritation.
He wanted to act immediately to end Gorsas's life, but a remnant of clarity deep inside warned him.
Killing Gorsas on the spot might let the maddening fire penetrate even deeper.
"I, Gorsas, need neither charity nor pity! I promise, if I have even a sliver of a chance, I will dismember you in the future! Kill all the creatures you care for and cherish! Let you taste the most exquisite pain in the world..."
