Threats!

Dolgis continues to frown, then through gritted teeth speaks. “Be right there, Vemrin.” Vemrin continues to leave and you see Dolgis clenching his hands into fists. His knuckles show white with the strain. He takes a step towards you and you instinctively take a step back. He sees this as weakness and presses forwards. “Listen to me you useless priss. Acolytes may not be allowed to **** one another. But accidents happen. It isn’t a **** without witnesses.” He is right in your face now, you can sense his anger. You stay silent no need to kill this fool on your first day, for one you don’t know where you would hide the body. It would also give Vemrin the perfect motivation to kill you in your sleep. You check your anger and let him continue, giving him the impression his intimidation is working. He reaches for your suit grabbing it with a meaty hand. “No more warnings. Vemrin is the alpha monster here. You go after Vemrin you die.”

He goes to laugh and grabs your throat. Your anger boils over, that’s enough this stupid thug has had his fun. Something primal inside you explodes, he shouldn’t have grabbed your neck. Time to show him who you really are. You raise your hand slightly and focus on the ****. You feel his throat and begin to squeeze, the **** wraps around him suffocating him. He releases you and begins to gasp clutching at his neck. You feel him try to repel your control of the **** but you easily swat away his power. You lift him into the air and his eyes grow wide with fear.

You see him truly for the first time, a scared, angry 19-year-old boy trying to do well in a world, not of his making. But he is still a horrible prick and your still angry about your unrelieved balls. He tries to beg, floating in the air being strangled by the ****. Your hand is raised cupped pointing at his throat and then its time for you to speak. “If you touch me again I will kill you.” He whimpers and then with a mighty uppercut you punch his raised **** body in the balls. You feel his soft junk squish under your blow. He whimpers in pain and you release him. He clatters to the floor and begins to moan in agony. “Also my name is Kythos. Nice to meet you.” It feels good to let your anger out, and with that, you walk away.