Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his ghế, chỗ ngồi and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do bạn think you’re doing?” the older man asked furious.
Cas pushed the men on the floor and walked steady to the man. Before the man could do so much as blink, Cas grabbed his neck and snapped it. Then he walked back to the others, grabbed their collars and dragged them to the basement.
He chained them up on their wrists and a few giây later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured their phones. He smashed them against the wall. Then he found their wallets. He took their money and put it in his own pocket. He read their ID’s.
“Marcus and Frederik” he read aloud. He dropped the ID’s and walked to Marcus. He conjured an Angel sword and Marcus started moaning.
“Please” he cried. “Don’t kill me…I didn’t do anything”
“You didn’t help me, either” Cas replied bitter, placing the point of the sword against his chest. “But you’re right. bạn didn’t do anything. bạn just made sure I couldn’t run”
“I’m really sorry” Marcus wept.
“And I believe you” Cas đã đưa ý kiến slowly and he heard a very soft sigh of relief. “Which is why I’m going to hiển thị bạn mercy” He drove the sword through his tim, trái tim and blood spilled from his mouth. Frederik turned his head to Marcus, then to Cas.
“I thought bạn were going to hiển thị him mercy” he đã đưa ý kiến terrified.
“I did” Cas smiled and he walked towards Frederik. He placed the sword against his stomach. “You’ll wish bạn were him once I’m done with you” He drove the sword through his stomach, ignoring Frederik’s cries.