Sounds no more than an peculiar show of creativity. Perhaps my methods are just not up to par as of late.

[ He would sooner shatter it than allow that to become his reality.

Albel observes her with a blossoming scowl of his own, with no viable touch of fear. Interesting to him, that she spoke of the same cruelties he would have rigorously meted out himself. He wanted little more than his victory and continued survival... but it seems he's underestimated. ]

Is this supposed to intimidate me? Think again, woman.