Chapter 114: Lash
“Pain changes people, it makes them trust less,
overthink more, and shut people out" —Unknown.
“If you hadn’t pose to be such a dangerous threat, I doubt you’d even appear in my radar. You’ve killed thousands… no, millions,” I correct myself as I search for the truth in his mind, “You killed my friend’s mother, and then you killed him, too. Ah, you made use of the werewolves to get him killed. Of course, you could cause indirect harm.” I’m no longer crying, but smiling a sinister smile this time.
Wesker’s glare on me is full of hatred. I call tell that he’s not very pleased to have his thoughts read by me. I can read his mind like that of flicking through pages of a book. There’s nothing that can stop me from reading his entire memory. Not that I want to—I can just im
