"And I'm being ignored.... Damn human cockroaches, wouldn't know superior genetics even if it bit em on the ass," Grimm said walking away, having grown tired of being around the two idiots.
Then again he was tired of everyone ignoring him, to the point he'd developed an aggravated twitch in his eye. The wooden box with the glowing symbols, beginning to splinter in his hand. As his whole body had become rigid in irritation. He walked down the hall pretty much ignoring everyone else, as he searched for the berserk knight. After all this time being alone, he hadn't thought that he'd not grown somewhat used to being ignored. Only to be proven very, very wrong it stung at him leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.