09-06-2020, 10:53 AM
JORMUNGAND
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An amused brow lifted as he rose to his full height, looming over the child. "Oh, I'd like to apologise, I really do." He blinked at her, feigning shame, but something darker glittered in his optics that made sure she knew he wasn't playing. She had tried to snap back at him, but to no avail. He wasn't sure why he hadn't snapped her neck, maybe something in her reminded him of his sister, Baby.
He could see the shock running through her body and knew that she was either feeling adrenaline or really weak, only barely holding up a tough demeanour. He chuckled again, a dark sound, smoothened by his accent.
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