Proceeding With Plans
"Nah, he was a threat. Look at that small birthmark under his lip... Though that still wouldn't have saved him from his destined death,"
"Is that birthmark special?" The tortoise asked as I picked up the man's head and brought it back to where the monstrous tortoise was.
"Yes, it's from the Ashlance family, and I had talked with one of their boys while on the trip I had just come back from. The boy was silent for the most part, but when I began to become more friendly with him, he opened up and revealed tons of juicy information," I muttered with a large smile.
"So, what's the threat?"
"He could've grown stronger in the future. A shank in my cog that could fuck my plans later… That's pretty much it,"
"Sick bastard…"