Chapter 200: Apocalypse Of Therut (12): Raith's Questions (2)

"As much as I would love to teach you a very good lesson right now." Hallan Lamar paused looking at the ant and at the upturned environment.

"There are more important things to take care of." He turned to the large door behind him.

Antares clenched his fist and bowed his head, his shoulders shuddering as though he was laughing, but in actuality, he was shaking with anger.

Serious Anger.

"This son of a bitch, he dares turns his back to me. He dares?!!!!!" 

He spread his arms out in disarray, screaming so hard that his screeching voice was like tearing the atmosphere. And then he dashed at Hallan, removing his almost transparent but smoky wings, flying at high speed.

He got to where Hallan was and landed. As he launched his fist forward–

A side of Hallan's lips curled. "Just what I needed."