Blazren stood silent for a moment, his ember-orange eyes locked on Zain's back.
The smoke from the battlefield still lingered in the air, curling around them.
Then he frowned, taking a slow step forward.
"What do you mean by that?" Blazren asked.
"You said you were the Heavenly Demon before you became a hero. How is that even possible?"
Zain didn't turn. He just listened.
Blazren continued, voice tighter now.
"You're from C-Zone. I've read your files. There's no record of you doing anything criminal there. No traces. No signs."
His brow furrowed deeper.
"Was the Heavenly Demon Sect there too? Were you hiding them underground? Or was it all fake from the start?"
Zain finally turned, his eyes calm and unreadable.
He gave a slow smirk.
"You wouldn't understand," he said. "Even if I explained it, you wouldn't get it."
Blazren narrowed his eyes. "Try me."
Zain took a step closer, folding his arms.