Atlas tried yanking away from the demon's grip, his small frame shaking with fury as he spat venom. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME, YOU SHITTY ASS!"
"Fuck! Calm down!" the crimson demon growled, tightening his hold on Atlas to prevent him from squirming free. "She's safe. That cunt already said he won't harm her. This is a chance for us..."
Atlas glared back at the demon, his golden eyes blazing like molten metal. The thundering echoes of Lara's battle still reverberated through the air, each clap a reminder of how far she'd come—and how fragile this moment truly was.
"Why did he get triggered after your annoying huh?" Atlas snapped, his voice dripping with accusation. "I know your shitty ass wanted to distract him, but that GUIDE shit ticked him off BADLY!"
The demon smirked, clearly amused by Atlas's outburst. "In time, you'll know everything, Atlas. Let's just focus on you surviving."
