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"You're not going to do anything?! I was betrayed! He lied!"
"I'm aware of that." Dimitris's cold tone proved he didn't care. "However, he won enough money to gain his investment back times two, which he used half of to invest in our new business connection."
Ranger was gawking now with wide eyes that were pulsing with anger.
"Unless you're able to offer as good of an amount as him, there's nothing you can really do," he stated with not even a pinch of remorse.
"This is unfair! Unfuckingfair!" He desperately tried to tug on the chains that trapped him to the chair but it was no use.
I looked at Dimitris, getting a tad bored of all of this. If this guy hadn't hurt Willow, we could have used him to enact revenge, but with the deal we'd just secured, it wouldn't make sense to ignite a war.
"Go ahead, Neo," Dimitris encouraged. "I'm done."
That was the confirmation I needed to let my wolf come out and create with me as I spun around to ensure both sides of my station were set and ready to go.
One side of art supplies, including watercolor and oil paints, and the other side of surgical weaponry and a few cylinders to play around with the various shades of blood I'll need to make this masterpiece.
I already had a bid going on for my artwork. This piece was under the mystery category and had surpassed a billion already.
"You can't do this! Don't fucking dare!"
With a nod, I spun around and moved my chair until I was facing him.
"Which eye would you like me to paint first?" I asked. Ranger laughed before he spit at me, but the saliva didn't hit me. It hit the wall of thrumming energy that surrounded me. His eyes widened in shock and a bit of horror as my wolf approached closer to the surface and my smile widened in glee.
The closer my wolf got to that thin barrier of sanity and insanity, the more my vision came to life as the colors and hues began to course around me. I could see the brilliant shadows and fear forming on this man's expression.
"Which eye?" I repeated, but I'd already made my decision.
"Fuck y-AH!" His scream made me chuckle as I stabbed him with the scalpel and poked his eye right out. Observing it as his eye socket slowly began to bleed, I reached out to dab my brush into the very socket when he tried to open it up. His screams heightened when I dug it right in there to get the thicker pool of blood.
No one understood how quickly blood thickens if not preserved, but it was less worrisome than it drying too quickly. Moving to my blank canvas, I began the sketch while he was crying in agony.
"I think I'll do a three-dimensional piece," I hummed happily. "We've surpassed a billion-dollar bid. Maybe if I say it's 3D, it'll get to two billion? Hmm. Decisions," I practically sang.
"You sick fucker! How are you blind and yet still paint?! I'll kill you!"
"Sure," I replied, already focused on my artwork. "Get ready for a long night."
"Onyx? You're going?" I overheard Jayce question.
"Yup. Viktor texted saying Willow's muttering in her sleep. Means she's having a nightmare."
Poor Sweetness. If only she knew what type of revenge we're delivering.
"I'll be back in time to see the end result," he announced.
"Cool," Jayce replied.
"Saint," I instructed, and he got behind the man again. In seconds, his eye was healed - even brand new. Ranger was stunned and gasping for his voice.
"H-How?"
Finishing off with the sketch, I nodded and tossed the eyeball like it'd lost its purpose.
"I paint better with fresh organs. However, they lose their realistic touch after a minute or two depending on the organ. Saint here aids me with that. Now. Let's try this again."
This time I could see his energy spike in horror, but my vision was clear as day now as my wolf pressed against the wall of chaos and my sharp teeth wished to sink into his flesh.
