Wins and Losses (3)

Did you have to go this far? Seething with anger, the veins in Spade's arms surfaced, and he almost shattered the armrest. 

All he wanted to do was scream and vent his anger, as at any moment he might go to the frontlines himself, but he hated that he couldn't because of his identity. Spade also couldn't be overcome by his anger, so he had to suppress it.

Damn it! He gripped his hand as though itching to strangle the Marquis' neck and shut his eyes firmly. He tried to calm down and exhaled deeply, but he was still furious deep within that Spade would surely lose it sooner. 

"Send forces immediately to the establishments where a fight broke out and make sure you all saved the civilians." Spade's head leaned on his hand that was resting on the armrest, opening his eyes which were glimmering with dangerous shade, he continued. "And kill all the instigators."