Kyle ignored Bia's cries and focused on the man in front of him. His grip on his sword tightened when the latter raised an amused brow at him.
Emion took a step forward but Kyle stepped back due to his sudden movement. An invisible dark pressure surged in the hall, almost crushing the ground underneath.
"Why are you stepping back? Do you not want to know more about the dark race?"
A regretful sigh escaped Emion's lips when the boy did not even flinch under his pressure. He would have already torn this human into hundreds of pieces but he stopped because first he was injured and second he was intrigued by Kyle's presence. It was like the human did not exist at all.
Even now, the boy was clearly standing in front of him but he was unable to sense anything from him. Moreover, that tiny bird sitting on the latter head was a phoenix. Something he had not seen in his whole life.
"How interesting?"