<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">It annoyed him as he noticed the man whom he just killed was staring somewhere else other than at him. He frowned deeply as he turned just in time to see his intended prey fleeing over the garden wall and up to a stairwell. His own man was aiming at him with a weapon which caused him to growl viciously at him, "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" He roared as he got off his last victim and towards the larger man, "Fucking weakling."<br/>
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He slammed his hand against the other's chest stopping their heart instantly before the crumpled to the ground. He glanced about the carnage around him and scoffed, "All of you were fucking weaklings how damn sickening."<br/>
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With that he made his way carefully towards the elevator and down to the first floor. He had prey to capture to say the least and he wasn't pleased with having to chase it down. It made his blood boil before he told himself that it was a test of his strength. A ding announced the arrival of the elevator. </span>