It was a voice like thunder. One that could split mountains and collapse cities, but most unsettling to Mina was that, by the sound of it, whoever it belonged to was far more powerful and perhaps even more vicious that Cain and Able combined. When the voice made itself known it sounded like thunder but as it finished the little it needed to say it ended with a menacing growl. It was terrifying but at the same time filled the listener with a devious sense of curiosity that forced investigation into the source. “I tolerate your excessive force, your manipulation and deceit and at times even your tortures tendencies. Do not push my good graces any more than you already have.
