His tone was calm and well-articulated, but he spoke with so much authority that anyone listening was bound to feel intimidated.
Even the hunter felt it. He held onto his bow while he stared into Azure's eyes, and he could feel the intense glare and fury within them. That sent shivers down his spine.
But he held his bow and arrow firmly. "It's you... You're one of those cursed beastmen, huh? I see that you're still alive here!"
Azure glared down at his bow and arrow and then stared up at him. "Yes, of course. That's me. And I think you should reconsider your stay here because you have certainly made a huge, tragic mistake."
The hunter glared at him, laughing. "And why should I listen to whatever you have to say or even take it seriously? Cursed beings like you deserve to die. And I'll make sure of that!"
