CRASH
"What do you mean you can't find her?!" Astrophel threw a glass vase, green in color with expensive floral decors and the trembling man smashed beside him and splinters shot out, piercing him in different places. He dared not grunt in pain.
"People. Don't. Disappear." He enunciated every word the closer he went to him. His cold had gingerly captured the man's slender back with its threatening grasp.
Astrophel's eyes were red, one could see the sanity in them. Tears threaded to fall from the grown man's eyes. Astrophel hadn't tightened his grip as yet, but the man feared he would. He saw what happened to Joseph and his family, Joseph was the tracker before him.
"I despise, incompetent people…" Astrophel trailed. "People who don't know their place." His nails dug into the man's flesh, drawing blood. "You're not one of those people, Are you?" The man shook his head vigorously.