The huge teen boy watched them go, shining golden eyes glaring out from beneath the greasy locks of his dyed white hair. The knife glittered red and deadly in the light of the day, homing in towards his captive’s neck, pressing to and marring his throat with a fresh slip of the dog’s blood as Reizo tensed. There was no doubt he was ready to cut Tom a necktie smile at the slightest offensive movement, or that it was a reminder that this was no time for anyone else to be giving out orders.
“Tell the others to come.” He snarled out from behind Tom, teeth showing in a display of feral aggression.
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