Sebastian paced back and forth in the alley as frustration began to build up within him. It was the third time he attempted the more complicated spell to locate the ones that had murdered him, but he was having zero luck and couldn’t understand why. All he could think about since returning from his grave was seeking revenge, now he wasn’t sure he’d get the chance if things kept on the way they were.
“Damn it!” The frustration could no longer be tamed, causing him to kick his candles and bowl of mixed ingredients aside. As the bowl tumbled loudly across the pavement, it ended up colliding into some trash cans. At this point, Sebastian didn’t care how much noise he made or who would hear it, his only focus was trying to make sure the bastards that killed him were dead by his hands. He wasn’t sure how it was going to happen, but he was determined.
The pacing stopped when he pressed his back against the cool brick building. He released a heavy exhale before hanging his low low, then shook it slowly in disappointment. “Fuck.” He muttered quietly to himself.