"Yo… you…" Raicon stuttered, his voice thick with disbelief. "Are you a Droy bastard?!"
Kelly didn't answer, because she didn't need to. She wasn't even a Draconian, so whatever he was saying was even more ridiculous than her wielding his flames. After all, it was like saying Earth parents somehow gave birth to alien babies.
But Kelly wasn't interested in explaining her abilities or Astral Art to people she wanted to kill so badly—at least not when they were all going to die quite soon.
"Heretic! She's a heretic!" Dravis shouted, his voice ringing out like someone who had lost his mind, all of his earlier eloquence thrown straight out the window. "Abomination! Don't you see it, everyone?! Someone who violates the natural order shouldn't be left alive! She will drag Zathron into ruin if we do not act now!"
