"Anyways…"
Razeal shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts. A faint smirk tugged at his lips as he slid both hands casually into his pockets, turning his sharp gaze toward Antonio.
"So," he began in a tone that was both conversational and mockingly polite, "the one I just killed earlier wasn't your clone then… but your brother, huh?"
He tilted his head slightly, watching the Sea Lord son's..expression twist. "And all these creatures floating around us" he gestured lazily at the swarm of sea beasts encircling them, "they're your stepbrothers, right? Born from the same womb that spat ..I mean birth you out?"
His smirk widened into a grin, sharp and cruel. "I wonder how many stepfathers you've got, then?"
The words dripped with sarcasm, the kind of mockery that sank deep. It wasn't loud, but the deliberate amusement in Razeal's tone made it sting more than any scream ever could.
