~Cory~
The silence stretches on, and I wonder if I lost the call. Before I can check, I hear maniacal laughter. "You.....you are challenging me?! You are weak as hell!" The laughter continues, and my grip on the phone gets tighter and tighter. I wish I could rip his throat out right now.
"Are you done?" I huff out in impatience. The laughter stops, and it becomes silent on the other end of the phone.
"You're serious, aren't you? I can't......fine. If that's how you want to die, then so be it." I have so much to say, but I can't form the words. I quickly hang up the phone and try to breathe. I just want to run over there and rip Laslo's throat out. I want Zahara back in my arms, and I don't want to have to wait.
"We need to contact the elders and inform them of this conversation. I beli
