Alpha Erik
The brown-haired guy picked at invisible lint on his wrinkled black t-shirt, and Lincoln watched me with a slight amused look on his face.
"You seem to forget I brought a gun, and I'm not leaving until I get what I came here for." I pulled out my gun and pointed it at Balor. The older man cursed under his breath as he shot up from his seat. The other guy leaned back on the couch, his eyes locked on Balor, waiting for his command. I couldn't see Lincoln, but I could feel his eyes on me.
When I looked at Balor, I expected him to show some sort of fear in his eyes but instead was greeted with a tensed jaw and an annoyed look. I also swore his eyes darkened again for a fraction of a second.
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