"why do you have presence?"
"What?" He tuilted his head at the old man as the floor creaked
He moved his hand from his back and smiled as the elves pulled back their bows pointed at Vice and some inched closer with their blades
"If any one die's here it would be an act of war" she spoke as sweat ran down the side of her face but the old man simply kept his focus on Vice
"Ignorance" he tapped his foot on the molded for and
"Crack"
The wooden floor crumbled and arrows were unleashed before a single body could past through the decaying wooden floor
The man figure appeared in front of Vice before he could even notice
"Swoosh"
He ducked as the elder swang her sword yet
Vice eyes were now moving from were the old man once stood to the crumbling floor beneath him and like most who we beneath S-Rank
The old man lunged a fist for her ribs
"Crack"
"Huk"
