After staring into Moby's cold, glowing eyes, he began to go completely crazy. It was fear like he never felt before, it felt almost inhumane like he was staring straight at the depths of hell itself.
The feat was so intense that what was only a few seconds in real life felt like days of time.
However, even through all of that fear and pain, he would not give up as his stubbornness prevailed.
"Fuck… You..." He muttered, still somehow being disobedient despite all that he had gone through which angered Moby even further, forcing him to use his last resort, trump card.