"That look on your face..."
"Ha.haha... Hahaha! Is your fake ass mask finally crumbling?! Come on! Whatever happened to your smile, mother?! "
Every step Berkah took caused a great cataclysm, the air colliding against the surface of his Mana Dome screeching like steam from a boiling kettle and his maniacal laughter resounding like thunder as he approached the Pink-haired woman.
"I'll give you one last chance..."
He pointed his sword at her neck once again, but she did not seem at all threatened, only that her usual warm and doting expression had ceased.
"... What have you done with my brother? Give him back to me."
He demanded, the edge of his blade trembling and chiming as it continued absorbing vast quantities of his raging Mana.
"..."
She raised her blood-red horns quitely and stared deeply into Berkah's eyes once again, not a shred of intimidation present in her gaze.
"I have already told you child. Your brother now resides with Death."
