Liu Yu Zeng strolled out of the cage he was locked in without a care in the world. Who knew that poison was so good at destroying metal?
One of the Reaver guards approached him, the flesh on his face and arms hanging off his body like an ill-fitting human suit. Then again, human has now become a bit of a subjective term to him lately.
"Get the fuck back in your cage, bitch," hissed the Reaver, waving wound his bloody machete like it was something to be scared of. Here was the problem with his, though… when you literally had poison running through your veins, not much scared you.
Liu Yu Zeng's upper lip curled into a sneer as he looked at the thing in front of him. "Make me."
Now, he would fully admit that was not the most ingenious insult he had ever come up with, but it served its purpose.
