Down A Path Of Blood

Liang's smirk widened as he took another step closer, relishing in Kai's growing irritation. "You know, for someone who acts so high and mighty, you sure get flustered easily."

Kai's face contorted into a mask of rage. He was about to lash out, his fists clenched, when a deep, mysterious voice echoed in his head.

~'Patience, young one. Your time will come. Let him underestimate you.'~

The voice was cold and commanding, dousing the fire of his anger. Kai's breathing gradually slowed, and his clenched fists loosened. He took a deep breath and turned away suddenly, his voice calm, "I don't have time for this."

'Something's off, this isn't like him. And what was up with the color of his eye?'

Liang thought he was taken by surprise by the sudden change in Kai's demeanor, although it didn't show on his face.