Kendell
"Nooooooo!" his voice came out sharply.
I was still surprised he could speak after that.
He sent his fists repeatedly to the ground, not minding the blood that gushed out of them.
With tears in his eyes and voice cracking, "They were my family," he spoke, as he collapsed into a much deeper tear bath.
"You should think about that first, before replying to my questions... Now cut the crâp and start talking."
He rose to his feet, fire in his eyes. If there was one thing I knew about rogues, it was that they treated themselves as family—besides, only they accepted themselves after being outcast.
"I'm done with this stupid shît," he spoke. "We were told that if anything goes wrong, we should pin it on the Bright Claw Pack. And also, to tell you the truth, we don't know who is beh
