Inside the Control Room
Kael wiped his bloody hands with a white handkerchief, looking down at Augustus who was in the sorry state of a man he'd just wrecked.
The guy was shaking, his face was pale and his body was completely broken, ragged, and torn into pieces as Kael ripped off the pieces of flesh.
However, he wasn't dead but Kael wasn't sure if this guy could survive after this.
And why did he do all this?
It was just to send a message.
A message to the person who arranged it if he is watching.
On top of that, he had pissed himself.
Kael clicked his tongue.
"Tsk. Tsk."
"Why do spineless bastards do things they can't handle the consequences of?"
He let out a long sigh, shaking his head.
"What a weird f***ing world."
Then, he heard the soft sliding of a hidden door.
He snapped his head up.
Ramos and the others walked in.
Kael's lips stretched into a wide grin.
"Yoooo, Uncle!" he called out, spreading his arms. "Did you like my performance?"
