"Right, because it's you." Sebastian slowly looked up to Bard, who was looking back at him blankly. He hardly recognized his voice.
"What are you saying?"
"For the first time, you're losing control over yourself, and you hate it. It violates your principles. It strangles your existence."
"I strongly caution you not to speak to me that way while I'm in this condition."
"As if this anger is empowering you at all anymore? You're weak, demon."
Sebastian finally snapped. His eyes glowed red, black pupils narrowing into slits. Before the cook could even react, he grabbed him by the collar and nearly slammed him against the wall with one hand. Bard's feet dangled helplessly as he was lifted off the ground. The fear in his eyes was like no other.
"S—Sebastian... please..." Bard pleaded. "C—calm down!"
"Fool!"
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