"Killing me means killing your own child, Gavrael." Galleous continued taunting him. "Look around and see for yourself –"
"Shut up! Did you really think I would fall for your trick?" Gavrael narrowed his eyes, his hands were trembling with the hesitation on whether to slash this man's throat or not.
"Trick? You know I am not bluffing Gavrael." He countered in a sing-song voice.
"Even if you're not, what makes you think I will believe that you can do anything right now rather than spit out rubbish?"
