Writer's POV
As Karl heard those words to Ian's mouth, words weren't enough to explain how angry he was. His face was a deep, fiery red, like molten lava about to erupt. His eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, burning with a rage that seemed to consume him whole. His jaw was clenched so tightly that his teeth seemed to be grinding against each other, and his fists were balled up at his sides, trembling with suppressed fury.
Veins bulged from his neck and forehead, pulsating with anger, and his breathing was short and ragged, like a beast about to unleash its wrath. His entire body seemed to vibrate with tension, as if he was a coiled spring ready to snap at any moment.
As he began to speak, his voice was low and menacing.
"What...did you just say? You f*****g caused the fire?"
His
