Ranon approached Kyle. His eyes were very cold, cold enough to make everyone present shiver in fear.
"You will not get away from this, Ranon Leighton. If you kill me, my father will come after you and your daughter," Kyle laughed. "We can kill you just as easily as we killed your woman."
"As we are speaking, my man is hunting down your father." Ranon kicked Kyle in the mouth when he spat on his shoes. He frowned when he saw the red blotch on the tip of his shoes.
"Kill me, and my brother will avenge me!" Kyle was shivering. He looked around frantically, trying to find a way out of here. But this place had been sealed, and if his men had managed to take down Ranon's, they would have been here.
The fact that he was alone without help only meant that no one would come to save him. He was going to die, and that was without a doubt. His death was near, as close as Ranon.
