"You bastard!" Trick's voice thundered through the sanctum, tearing through the air with venomous fury.
His crimson red eyes which gleamed in the direction of Mimetrieze with spiteful resentment locked onto the smiling void beast.
Still in the form of the little girl, Mimetrieze replied Trick's death stare with a wide and very much pleased smile. If anything, he was much happier that Trick made him recall such a mirthful memory. One that always made him leap for joy each time he was lost in his dark thoughts.
Trick's face etched into an even more wrathful frown, his eyes breathing forth bloodlust just by staring at the Void beast's transformation.
"I guess Master really was right." He paused his quivers of anger, lowering his head and letting his arms dangle from his shoulders.
"Void beasts really are scum!"
