C45 Deep Talk and the Truth

"F*ck you, Chaos! Put me down!" I hissed as I hit his broad shoulder repeatedly. He didn't care about the pain of my blow, because he didn't seem to feel it. It doesn't matter to him, because of the hardness of his body.

"Put me down!" I hissed again.

He didn't do anything other than grin while I was still carrying him. What we are passing by is willingly standing aside to help us