"If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead, you little ungrateful shit!" Russ yelled back. He'd missed the kid on purpose. Was he impressed with the half-shifted weredragon, not especially.
"And where the fuck do you get off, thinking you can speak to me like that? Eh?" he was so tempted to hit Noctis right at this moment. Or just shift and rip the little bastard to pieces.