Severin nodded and said gleefully, "Yes, you. You'll be the first to die, old man. The rest of you remain standing where you are. I'll kill this beauty here if any of you move an inch."
"Good! Great, even!" Menkel smiled coldly and slowly walked toward Severin. "I'm indeed skinny and old. Boy, you sure know how to pick the ones with weak attainment!"
Mick sniggered secretly to himself when Severin chose Menkel. 'This kid must have a death wish. He chose Menkel of all people. He's as good as dead."
Menkel was the second elder in Blood-Drinker Gang after all. Even Mick was no match for him.
Severin took a few steps forward when he saw Menkel walking toward him. "You don't only look skinny and weak but you have the face of a thief as well! I'll be doing a public deed if I exterminate you vermin!"
"Haha, you should thank me for granting your death wish, you little punk. That'll teach you to speak to me like that!" Menkel stopped walking when he was at a distance ten feet away from Severin. "Do you seriously think you'll have the time to prevent the others from rescuing Candy once we start fighting? Dream on, kid. You have the worst luck I've seen on any person. Let me tell you something. I'm actually the strongest out of everyone here!"
'Oh, I can't wait to kill this punk and save Candy. I'll be lauded as the hero for saving the damsel in distress! Who knows, she might even change her opinion of me and agree to marry me once she saw me swooping in to save her,' thought Menkel happily.
He started blissfully fantasizing about marrying Candy, not knowing death was nearing him one step at a time.
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