"You foreigner, like you shouldn't interfere in matters of our organisation, Prime Arys," said the woman as she appeared beside the old man.
The old man is only a Mid-Prime. The woman, on the other hand, is a Peak Prime and powerful one at that.
She has comprehended the law. It is the one that suits her very well.
The woman is small, only five feet tall. She looked to be in her early twenties with red freckles on her face, large amber eyes, and a long tail with a sharp end.
Jass looked worriedly, but seeing the smile on my face, he was relieved.
These people may have only information. The man beside me knows my strength; he has seen it, but this is not a realm. Here, in the realm world, actions have consequences.
"It's a habit, Belira. I can't seem to let go of it," I replied, making the old man glare, but the woman's expression didn't change.
Though sparks of anger lit up in her eyes.
Nobody spoke; we just kept looking at each other while the atmosphere became tense.
