His jaw clenched harder, the muscles in his face bulging. ‘You’ll destroy us all.’ ‘Starting with you.’ The sphere darted a little nearer. ‘You are a selfish, self-righteous madman.’ ‘You murder and enslave children,’ I said. I shoved the mordite sphere to within a foot of him. ‘You threaten the people I love.’ I shoved it closer still. ‘How does it feel, Ortega. Being too weak to protect yourself. How does it feel to know you are about to die?’
