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Not angry, but annoyed. That’s what Dean feels right now.

When he woke up two days ago, it was this person's annoying face that greeted him full of hatred. Who knows where the hatred comes from?

Dean is quite aware that without this person's help, he would have died by now. But still, that arrogant tone, the prejudice, and the condescending gaze...

“Oh God! Why do I always meet people like this in my life?” he mutters, whining.

It changes Zulfik’s facial expression. “What did you say?” he asks.

“What?” replies Dean with an annoyed face.

BAM!!!

Zulfik slams the wooden bar in snapped, making dust fall from the cave ceiling which is held up only by the wooden logs supports.

“Do you have any idea of your current situation?” he deplores menacingly.

“I’ve faced death many times,” replies Dean before yawning. “Meeting you is nowhere near that experience.”

Zulfik is fumed, with face already red with rage. He stands back a few steps, and then tells his friend to open the cage for him, while he