Tension stayed suspended in the air between the two of them. Nothing had happened yet, they were just staring at each other but it seemed like the two had already engaged in a destructive battle.
A bead of sweat slipped down from Bastien's temple, his lips trembled as it curved up.
'This guy is bad news...'
Mok Jae-Hwa observing from the behind Bastien could not understand, he stared with no idea of what was happening right now. But with the delighted grin Balam had on his face, he could guess that something was happening perhaps he was just nit strong enough to see it, so he asked:
"Hey Balam... I know I'm pretty weak so you tell me? What is going on between those two."
Balam's grin faded for a second as he shifted his gaze to Mok Jae-Hwa was a shocked expression. He had not expected Mok Jae-Hwa to present himself like that.
