Chapter 107: Disappointing kill test III
’No’, he snapped.
Liar. Of course, he was. Jealous to his core. But he wore his indifference-like armor, pretending he didn’t feel it clawing through him every time she kept him at arm’s length.
"Let’s try an arrow," Kai said aloud, his voice sharp, almost too casual. His gaze never left Ren’s face. He needed something, anything, to release the pressure building inside him, to blow off his steam. And the beast shackled to the wall was the perfect outlet.
Ren handed him the strongest vial without hesitation. "Let’s see who wins, shall we? Your brother... or me."
Kai exhaled sharply, somewhere between a sigh and a growl. She was provoking him, playing this game like a child, but he couldn’t help admiring the fire in her. This side of her, bold, brash, competitive, was maddeningly attractive. And yet, the distance between them was eating him alive.
He uncorked the vial and tilted it over the arrowhead. This one was different, thicker, nearly tar-like. It clung to the metal with stubborn weight, black as night, pulsing faintly with silver dust in it, like it had a heartbeat of its own.
The creature’s hide was tougher than expected. Kai had to press the arrow harder just to pierce it. His eyes narrowed, blazing with resolve, and his lips moved with quiet command.
"Agara," he called out, voice cold, "if this poison doesn’t drop him, your sword finishes the job."
The unspoken warning was clear, this was the last night Kai would tolerate such an abomination rotting in his dungeons.