Nial had a hard time controlling himself. He didn't want to leave behind any traces after his job was done in the Otherwordly residency.
That was also why he ended up diverting his focus onto the blood that trickled down his palms.
'Calm down…I can still kill him after everything is over…'
Nial tried to ease the tension of his body and change his train of thought but that was easier said than done. Focusing on his blood that sprinkled on the wooden floor was the only way to do so.
He ended up using his crimson moonlight to devour the blood that seeped inside the wooden floor. Nial shrouded his hand in crimson moonlight as well, catching the bits of blood that trickled down his hands before they could turn into pieces of evidence.
"Is that everything you have to say? Are you that dumb or does nobody trust you, not even other Linaton?" Nial finally asked after listening to Baron Iglanon for quite a while.