Luke, on the other hand, sighed. He was finally sure that the "demon" wouldn't appear.
Shaking his head, he removed his optical camouflage and walked out of the corner into the crowd.
At first, only the people upstairs noticed the black figure that was approaching the crowd. Then, more and more people turned around.
Of course, these people didn't consciously make way for him. Luke simply pushed the crowd aside with his telekinesis and walked over to the fire until he was just one step away from the edge of the round pit.
"The fires of hell?" He didn't look at the old woman, but simply bent down slightly, as if curious about the fire.
As he spoke, he opened his right hand unhurriedly with his palm facing up.
Then, he slowly turned his right over.
The fire crackled in front of him.
