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The rage had consumed his entirety that day. The self-control he had experienced for so long crumbled, the mask of calmness had cracked fully. Even after beating the crap out of Doran he still wasn't satisfied.
He stared out of his window, the night had spread its dark wings and a storm brewed at the horizon. The lightning cracked, whipping the darkness every few seconds, followed by thunderous roars.
It had been an hour since his encounter with Doran and yet he couldn't bring himself to calm his inner demons today. That's what he had feared, to lose control someday.
Earlier when he had discovered the truth he had gone to see Skyla but instead he heard their conversation. When Doran exited her office, he completely lost it.
