CAPTURE OF THE PAWN
“Hi” I greeted him, crossing my arms and tapping my foot. “Remember me?”
He tried to discern something in the dark, but I didn’t want to reveal myself yet. I was indeed using my new ability to turn semitransparent, and was enjoying playing cat and mouse.
He couldn’t pinpoint my position, so I rather assaulted him verbally.
“I’m the friend you betrayed, the one you stabbed in the back; or better, the friend you lured to death. I’m the one you slaughtered. What does it feel like to betray a friend and trample on them? How can you even sleep at night?” I grabbed him and lifted him effortlessly three feet off the ground. He screamed, so I cut in: “Wrong time now, lad.”
He paled when he saw my face, so I smiled wickedly just to scare him a little more.
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