Lance stood in the middle staring at the yapping dog in front of him. As seconds passed, the dog was testing his patience making him stare intensely.
He had his hands in his pockets as he stared down at the dog whose voice was getting lower and lower. The guy, who was trying to show his might, shivered under his frosty glare.
For some reason, he was feeling as if he was standing before the Devil.
Nevertheless, when he remembered how his girlfriend swooned over this guy and his face darkened.
"What are you staring at?" he shouted loudly making the crowd gasp.
Lance narrowed his eyes as he thought whether he should break his limbs or just kill him at once.
'Ss-sss' Seria hissed in his mind as it agreed, "Master, give that human to me. I can make a tasty meal out of it."
Lance ignored his words. He didn't want to create a scene the first thing on his arrival but it looked like, this guy was hell-bent on causing trouble.
