[ Souji didn't expect the back-up from Ankh's corner. Neither did the bartender, not with the way he blanches and goes back to picking up broken glasses scattered all over the floor.
Souji watches, seemingly calm, but the violence is still simmering deep inside of him, fury and anger and rage.
As expected, beating up cowards didn't do much for him in the end. Something twists in his gut, and he slowly turns in his seat to regard Ankh with cold eyes. ]
SMH
Souji watches, seemingly calm, but the violence is still simmering deep inside of him, fury and anger and rage.
As expected, beating up cowards didn't do much for him in the end. Something twists in his gut, and he slowly turns in his seat to regard Ankh with cold eyes. ]
Who the hell are you?
[ is it time for bar fight ver 2 ]