“You look like you want to murder everyone in this entire city. You also smell like you came from a coven of vampires.” The man commented as he passed the Shadow-hunter with a calculating eye. “Might I suggest that you go and clean off that stench? You’re filling the whole area with your stink.” There was a sneer and a low rumble, obviously not amused.
Shoving his hands in his jean pockets, Arata gave a simple shrug. He didn’t care that the other would or might follow him. His words were cold and calculating, just like the rest of him.
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