[TAMIKO]
"You kneel in front of them like it is nothing, do you even understand what this means coming for you, the prince of Kawai? Why would you throw your life away like it doesn't mean much?" Kosta scolded.
He then pulled back his sword, like the thought of it scraping Tamiko was a poison in his heart itself. Maybe it was so, but that sound seemed to be as scary for the Lycans as it was for the Chief.
Tamiko chuckled humorlessly as the battlefield went dead quiet. Even those who had been busy dying seemed to pause their imminent death to listen to the kind of madness that they had been roped into.
This was terrifying, and it was obvious in the way everyone held onto their sword tight, the fear of the unknown gripping everyone—
—including the king.
The undefeated mad king who always won without question. The man who never had to worry about shit was standing there, his hands clenched to his sides like he was contemplating what he needed to do.
