Fear, an emotion that is very easily confused with other terms.
Terror, however, when you say that you are terrified, everyone knows what you are talking about.
Terrified wouldn't even begin to explain how the Kallstrum siblings felt.
It was as though what they were doing was something out of a horror movie.
As they watched their Master being yelled at, shouted, with occasional hits back into the sharp ground.
But the worst part?
Jax wanted in on the action.
He wanted to hurt his Master. Go against the orders Jax had given himself and make his Master suffer.
He knew he could win.
Even with the blood, still running down his face, or his eyes, which now perfectly matched Fenrir's green ones.
Jax wanted a War.