Looking at his Herald, the entity could not help but sweat for him.
"Why are you looking at your children like that?"
"You would really slaughter your own kin just to appease me."
If the situation were not so dire, he would have laughed.
The Herald had always been so devoted, taking everything to an extreme. No one was as extreme as he was. Even among his siblings, he was what one would call... too much.
Perhaps he was a tad insane... and maybe his mind was also broken a bit
Now thinking about it clearly... maybe his mind was broken
Quite interesting!
He then decided he should observe him more—especially his sirelings. These cubs made for great specimens. And no, he was not going to slice them up.
That courtesy was left for the bad children.
He meant, just look at them—just like their father, they were so adorable. Who could bear to harm such cute things? Especially the girl. She was simply an angel draped in a wenzy.
