907 The Heavenly Imprisonment Tower 3

Misery took a deep breath as his hands shook. He stood up from his crouching position, his previous amused expression like a cat toying with a mouse replaced with one of trepidation., like a child who failed an exam standing before the door to their house, knowing their parents had seen their report card already. 

He clenched his fist as he fought within himself. To go up the stairs and see what set of his nephew who had never seen his great grandmother before, yet still reacted with such rage as if his own family had been killed before him? 

After all, Misery grew up with Scathach, so she was more than just a father or mother to him. If he saw what Kiran saw, what would his own reaction be? No rather than his reaction, the simple fact was that Misery was scared.