"How pathetic. Don't you dare to dream high with me."

A deep growl left his throat as a clear advertisement that King undoubtedly wouldn't think twice in punishing your flirty attitude.

Every lunarian exhibited high self-esteem, proud of their unmatched virtues in battle. And despite being the last living member of this "mythological" tribe, cold-hearted and all, he cared about you. He was a bastard sometimes, playing hard to get.