At this point, the reality that Kai was toying with the leader seemed to settle in his mind, his grip on his blade tightened, as the rage spilled, and yet not a single step was taken, as though his body halted, he looked at Kai, teeth grinding against each other.
"Come on boss, what the hell are you doing?" A voice cut through the air, the type that nudged you to make the wrong decision, it was the voice of one of his followers, eager to see their boss win despite beholding him losing.
"Tch." The leader clicked his tongue, anger rose in him as he stood, but not for the reasons one would think. He was enraged by the fact that he could not walk away from Kai, his pride and position held him bound, he was like a prisoner to his own greatness.
