All of the work that he had done to breath, to calm down was wasted on those five little words. He put his hands down by his sides making sure to stand up a little bit taller. “Get out” He said barely loud enough for the rest of the rats to hear him. Sadly a lot of them seemed confused as they looked to each other as if trying to figure out if he was talking to them. “I said GET THE FUCK OUT! All of you” He stared at Ro with fire burning in his eyes daring her to think that she was included in that. He just stood there, staring at her as the rest of the clan slowly made their way toward the door.
“You are going to regret those words” He said softly not caring if she heard him or not. He turned to the side watching as the last rat left the room. He muttered to himself in Spanish. Something about whore and lack of respect, it was far too jumbled to really be understood. “You see… there is a certain way that this world works. I am King. I make the rules. You follow the rules.” He had rage in his words even if they were softly spoken. He started to pace back and forth trying to figure the best way to put her in place. His hands were shaking he was so angry. Never in all his years… well that is true, maybe a few but he had killed them! How could he get her to listen? He smiled as an idea popped into his head.