My voice was barely a whisper. “If this is your assassin program, then how come I’m so much better than you?” The cherry on top—I forced my scorched skin into a mocking smile. Malum swore. Excruciating sensations destroyed me, but I held the expression and let my words sink the fuck in. I was petty like that. Pursing my lips, I tried to spit on Malum, but it was too much. I passed out.
