Krael relished the terror in their eyes, the fear crawling up their spines as they descended into realization.Ahh... the euphoria was something else.
He wondered why he hadn't indulged in this more often. He should enjoy these moments, again and again. Now that he'd tasted what it meant to have pets… he wanted more—more—all for this moment.
He watched them plead within the butler's dome, squirming, begging for mercy—crying out about their families, claiming they were only here for the coin.Some swore this was their first job. Others offered loyalty or information about the one who had sent them.Ironic.
So many words… and yet, it all felt bland.
The thrill—the feeling—was fading. He didn't want it to end. He couldn't allow it.
So he gave them a chance. Maybe it would deepen their fear, and rekindle his euphoria.
"Who wants to play a game?" he asked, smiling.
Confusion spread across their faces.Some of the sharper ones… understood.
They waited.
