I was speechless. Remorse or regret… maybe a half-hearted apology or a reasonable explanation... That is all I wanted to hear from him, and yet all I got was bullshit.
On the other hand, the Crades in Captain Sherwood's side was neatly cut up in many pieces. He did that using his ability to make the air around him sharp and fast enough to slice enemies– people and monsters alike.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Alexander pointed at his face which currently looked apathetic, "For a man who I personally don't know, why are you here?" he asked, emphasizing the words 'i don't know'.