The heavy silence that followed Lazarus's words seemed to warp the air itself, stretching it like a thread ready to snap. Belgaroth slowly rose from his nonchalant position on the boss's corpse, a predatory smile spreading across his lips. His glowing red eyes narrowed slightly, and a guttural laugh escaped his throat.
- "I see..." he murmured in a rumbling voice that resonated through the hall like rolling thunder. "So this is the human warrior I absolutely must kill? I must say... I'm pleasantly surprised and half disappointed by your weakness."
