Unfortunately for her there was a good chance he was worse than the type she thought he was. He didn't just kill animals for sport, he killed everything that amused him to kill for sport. In fact it might even be fortunate that he was wasting his time on these birds instead of turning to the citizens of Exsilium and picking them off to give himself something to do.

He laughed but declined to answer Flora's scolding or her question, not with words anyway. Without uttering a single phrase he pulled a single knife out in one quick, fluid motion and tossed it skyward at the circling bird.