[He shakes his hand out, knuckles stinging from the hard impact with Shido's jaw. He can't help but feel disappointed that the man is still on his feet...he wanted to see him on the ground, cowering in fear.

He wanted to see him exactly as he'd left so many Shadows.

But he's still looking at him with that same disgusting expression. It makes him furious, so angry he just has to...laugh, a bitter, cruel laugh.]

Not even close. I could rip out your entrails with my bare hands, claw your throat open...do you have any idea what that feels like? Having your windpipe crushed and carotids torn open, your own blood bubbling up into your mouth...

[A point of crimson flame appears between his eyes, spreading across his upper face and leaving behind it a dark red, almost black mask, as if burning it in reverse.]

I wonder what your face would look like, as you struggled to breathe while drowning in your own blood?!