Chapter 93: Someone Else
Theron dashed through a forest, his expression calm. His former arrogance seemed to have vanished into thin air.
As much fun as that character was to play, it wasn’t him. It just made those elders think that he had more weaknesses to exploit than he actually did.
His emotions were just the same as always. He rarely got too high or too low. The only real weakness he had was mention of his parents, but after slipping up that way once… he refused to allow himself to do it again.
These last few days could be considered the first time since his parents’ death that anyone had used them to attack him. It had caught him off guard and his body reacted on its own.
He had almost killed Thessa, and if not for Malaya, he would have certainly killed Sawyer.
But what he did best was adapt. That wasn’t a button he would allow others to push again.
Who cared if he got revenge for what an unrelated party said about his parents if he died before he could make the person that killed them pay dearly? What were words to the graves where his parents were buried right now? His innocent little sister?
The more Theron thought, the calmer he became and the smoother his blood flowed.
An odd feeling of lightness overcame him and his steps felt faster. His blood moved through his veins faster, and though his heartbeat became slower, it was at the expense of becoming more efficient.