Lancelot spoke again,
"You aren't a good man. We are alike. I have heard what kind of man you are. You have killed woman after woman."
"Have you now?" Alexander asked, amused going to where Lancelot was.
"Is Katherine aware of the number of deaths you have caused? I saw you with her behaving like a saint," and he laughed again, "Perhaps you are using her body until it deteriorates before you can move to a new one. "
"Careful with what you speak," the Valerian Lord warned.
"Why? Given the opportunity, I will complete what I started. I will rape her as she cries, spreading her legs-" as those words left his mouth Alexander lost his cool and in an instant, he was in front of the man, his hand wrapped around his neck.
Using his other hand, he pushed it over the man's chest. Crushing the rib cage as he struggled.
"P-p-plea-please, let go!" Lancelot gasped, "I-I am s-sorry..."
