Terence, the king of Warthniq II
Terence's grip on Eri's neck tightened as she gasped for air, her eyes pleading for mercy. But his attention was drawn to the enraged Shinya, who had burst into the room with a fierce determination.
"Let her go…right now!" Shinya commanded, his voice laced with fury.
Terence paused, his head still pressed against Eri's face, and slowly turned to face Shinya. His eyes narrowed in a cold, calculating stare.
"Just what in the hell do you think you're doing to her?!" Shinya yelled, his focus shifting from Eri, who lay injured on the ground, to the menacing figure looming over her.
Terence's lips curled into a cruel smile. "As expected, the hero arrives," He spat. "I had to get you out here somehow, looks like it worked".
Shinya's fists clenched at his sides as he glared at Terence, his anger boiling over. "If you wanted me so badly, you could have just called…" He growled.