The hero rank tank paused momentarily upon hearing Gabriel's words, a brief gleam of confusion flickering within the depths of his brown eyes.
"What did you mean?" he asked in a rough voice that sounded like two pieces of sandpaper grinding against each other.
"It's rather simple." Gabriel displayed a warm smile that did not reach his eyes.
"How simple is it? Can you just speak already?" the impatient voice of the tank rang out. He did not know whether it was Gabriel's confidence or something else, but he found himself compelled to listen, which was strange considering this person had talked down to him only moments earlier.
Not only that, there was a growing sense of respect for the young man who had caused so much damage to powerhouses like the eastern camp in such a short amount of time. Little did he know that this was Gabriel's natural charm, and he was being influenced against his own will.
