Grouse Thicket i am not a beast im not a monster. i dont care what you say

That foreboding anger never left his eye, nor was it absent from his tongue. The nerve you have. There was so much poison in that, from the tone to the words themselves. Orochi just sat there wondering: why? What was the reasoning behind this man’s rage? Why was it so great to the point he couldn’t answer a simple question? These were hypocritical thoughts, coming from him.

The air suddenly grew a lot more tense. The man's looming anger became far more intense, so much so that he began to drool. Never in his life had he been as worked up as this. It was unnerving to see, but Orochi swallowed his fear and glared at him. 

His demands would not be obeyed, for the dragon was just as stubborn as he. No.