Giggling in madness

He mouth curved into a cold grin. "What? Are you scared?" He stood up and walked to the wall of the tiny dirt cave and sat there, glaring at him. "I hope this five minutes is super fast, because I'm getting really antsy. The perfect time to kill and get away, and Red is trading that for food." His grin twisted and he giggled slowly in a rabid dog kind of tone. Did he think he was born yesterday? He knew that Cresendo would try to do something to him. He would be ready. "Such shame that Cre-ssendo can't fight man to man. Only preys on weak. Could he go one day without acting all big and tough?" He laughed a cold, cruel laugh. He wanted to make Cresendo's blood boil, make him angry, make him weak.