CLAY STARED at the three people in front of him. The brother and sister pair looked plain, like someone you could passed by anywhere and would never remember. The only thing that could probably attract people's attention was their hair color - one silver and one gold, just like their names. The little boy looked completely harmless. But he saw the way he fought the mud dolls he created. This kid was definitely far from harmless. Just like this guy, Silver. The way those spikes disintegrated, he has never seen anything like it. Not to mention, the sword that turned into a bracelet.