Old Mu waved his hand dispersing the barrier and looked at the young man in front of him who had his sword drawn getting ready to attack. "Young Man, relax. The Little Miss will not come to any harm..."
"Hand her over! I do not know who you are but I promised her mother I would protect her from anyone even if it meant losing my life!" Blake's whole body began to glow as he released his god form.
Old Mu looked on with interest. It was the first time he had ever been threatened on a lower world and he could see this young man was full of determination. "Mmm… Good! I can see why the Young Miss would risk giving you a drop of her blood. You are indeed a good match for the Little Miss. But young man, you are still far too weak. You need to grow a lot more. In a few million years you might be able to stand up to the me of now. But not right now. You are just a baby in the grand scheme of things. But I admire your devotion to the Little Miss. "
