The more Grell spoke, the wider Luxord's grin grew. It reminded him of how he'd shown that damn thief the error of his ways days ago, though it seemed Grell came out much less damaged than X had. And torturing the boy, that cold, unreasonable brat to the point sobbing?
By the end of the spiel, Luxord was laughing.
Still, some points of discussion were rather intriguing. After the chuckles died down, he spoke once more. "A rather vengeful god, I see. An angel of death, perhaps?"
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The more Grell spoke, the wider Luxord's grin grew. It reminded him of how he'd shown that damn thief the error of his ways days ago, though it seemed Grell came out much less damaged than X had. And torturing the boy, that cold, unreasonable brat to the point sobbing?
By the end of the spiel, Luxord was laughing.
Still, some points of discussion were rather intriguing. After the chuckles died down, he spoke once more. "A rather vengeful god, I see. An angel of death, perhaps?"