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Keys sprints out of the guard's pockets and into Daniel's waiting hand. He growls under his breath as he pushes his way past the pile of corpses littering the hallway.
Fuck Sean. No, Fuck that insolent whore. How dare he betrayed him. How dare he tricked him and had him thrown in prison. After all the things Daniel had done for him, this is how he repaid him?
This must be the fault of Sean's new 'friends'. They must have poisoned his darling older brother with stupid ideas. His brother has always been way too naive for his own good. 'Friends' Daniel's ass. They're just manipulating Sean so that they can separate them and use him for their own gains. They're now probably having the time of their lives raping his cheap whore ass.
Daniel swore that if he finds that slut again once he's out of here, he is going to make him pay. He's thinking about cutting his arms and legs off—that way he won't be able to run away from him, he would rip his tongue out too—that way he won't be able to talk to his so called 'friends' or anyone else ever again, maybe he'll even gouge out that single remaining eye of his for good measures as a bonus—he always wanted to do that, blind his brother so that way he would have no choice but to rely on him forever.
Daniel smirks at the thought. Yeah, he likes the sound of all that.
He Eventually stops in front of a sealed metal gate that has a dead guard's body resting against it, blocking Daniel's path.
Daniel growls once more, this time even more audibly. Are you fucking kidding me?
With one swift wave of his arm, he sweeps the body to the side. He steps forward and tried the keys he took earlier on the gate's lock. After finding the right key, he pushed the gate open telekinetically—it moved with a noisy creek. Daniel continue on. He is going to make that slut pay.