[Bonus thanks to WhosaysIamaDaoist <3 no one says that bro. Hope that helps]
Ziel slowly wiped his face of blood, pulling a palm down from his forehead, across the bridge of his nose, and down to the end of his chin. He whipped his palm to the side, his gaze flashing with rage he was trying his best to suppress.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to fucking kill him."
Riqo sat in silence, not even wiping the blood from him. All Ziel was thinking about was his fury. All he was thinking about was how he was going to explain to their families that they had lost a Madness Disciple right in front of their eyes.
How could they even begin?
Wrath was practically a treasured guinea pig they had had for a while. He was much younger than he seemed and through him they had learned quite a lot about Madness Disciples and how they worked.
To lose such a valuable asset was devastating.
But to lose him like this.
BANG.
