Kael immediately brought out his Shadow Slayer blades. The dark metal hummed with barely contained power, the crimson sheen catching the bioluminescent light.
The red haired man's amber eyes locked onto the blades. His smile widened.
"Oh, a Special Grade weapon." He rolled his wrist, his own soul-crafted sword humming in response. "You must be from a great family. Now that I think about it — black hair, silver eyes — you must be a Vorn."
He started laughing. It was a cold, mocking sound that echoed through the ruined trees.
"I get to kill a Vorn today. And slaughter the fucking tribe too." He leveled his sword at Kael. "By the way, I should introduce myself. I am Cassius Draven. After all, you should know the name of your killer, shouldn't you?"
Kael frowned. He said nothing.
Cassius's smile vanished. "Not talkative? Fine."
He moved.
WHOOSH.
Kael activated Lightning Body and met the strike.
CLANG!
