The earth rampaged in displeasure and impatience.
Johann would admit that he had been thoroughly angered, but that was not difficult for him, as this was also a chance to show people what would happen if they got on his bad side.
How thoroughly he would destroy and humiliate them.
"What? Come on, match your mouth, Daru Finnley! You're boring the crowd, turtle!" Johann taunted.
But at the same time, he inwardly clicked his tongue, dismissing a few earthen pillars to conserve stamina, replacing them with the smaller rocky protrusions instead for a stronger offense.
Daru noticed, but kept silent.
Smelling his impending victory yet still failing to grasp it, Johann was growing a bit impatient, but the pathetic sight of his foe kept him enthused.
It was like he wanted to end the battle already, but also didn't, as he wished to torture his once-arrogant prey more.
Johann knew he had already exhausted his luxury, though.
'No matter…'
