Silence hung in the air. And just when it seemed Malakai might have been mistaken, a figure calmly stepped out from behind the tree, approaching him with composed steps.
'It's that youth.' Malakai recognized him, his gaze narrowing at the lean, white haired boy with an athletic build.
His steps were graceful, not making a single sound. His breathing was so calm and in sync with his body, it made his movement appear refined in every way.
'An Aurelius youth.' And not just any Aurelius. It was the same one Malakai had marked as a potential threat earlier on the platform.
"Forgive me for my actions, Ninth Vein. You seemed to be in deep thought, and I didn't want to interrupt."
The youth stopped a few meters away and bowed slightly. His voice matched his demeanor, calm as a lake.
"What do you want?" Malakai asked, not lowering his guard. Just because he had shown respect didn't mean he didn't plan on fighting.
