"You shouldn't have come."
His voice carried an echo through the underground. His words carried no emotion either. Yet Sagiri could feel that he meant every word.
Sagiri trembled with rage for a few minutes before he finally paused.
"You think I have a choice?" Sagiri almost snarled.
"Your sand shade did not teach you the importance of staying calm, did he?" The man was not disturbed by Sagiri's outburst. In fact, his energy remained the same. Like a sea of calmness. "I thought someone was here to kill, seeing as how much distress, intent to kill, and revenge you carry around. Even the beast on your hands seems to have grown forcefully because of your distress. You should know rage is not good for it. You will taint it," The man said, his eyes were still white before he finally blinked, and they went back to a normal brown with streaks of pale sand.
"Well, everyone is hell-bent on pissing me off and treating me like a beast," Sagiri said.
