“Shut up!”
Kamaril yell. He was starting to be more and more annoyed by this
kid.
“Hey, I
was starting to like you, but seriously you're very stupid. Why don't
you wait for them to bring us food or something, they were afraid
enough of you to put those things on your hand, maybe you could take
down one or two while I take care of the rest,” Lonan said.
Kamaril
stood back and walked to the door again. He passed in front of the
entire wall on the left side, came back to the right side and back
again to the door. He looked like a lion in a cage. Lonan squat in
his corner looking at him. It had been a while since he had had any
entertainment and this demon was pretty fun to watch. He had never
seen someone so impatient before, even Torsti was a lot better and he
had learned that impatience could be really bad.
Kamaril took
the gloves in his hands and looked at them before throwing them
against the cell's door. The bounced on it as if they were made of
rubber. He tried to place them carefully on the side of the door very
slowly but they were repulsed as strongly.
“What are
you doing?” Lonan asked.
“I'm
studying this damn Magic can't you tell?” Kamaril answered.
“Not
really,” Lonan said.
Kamaril
walked to the opposite side of the cell and started to throw the
gloves at the barrier in every directions, picking them up to throw
them again. The gloves were flying in the cell like mad and Lonan was
laughing until one of them hit it on the shoulder.
“Hey be
careful a little bit!” he said angrily throwing the metal glove
back at Kamaril.
Kamaril
caught it but didn't give him more attention.
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