Hearing his question, Warlock smirked. "No, it's a good move. Other than President Presley, the Order is filled with many powerful supernatural humans. It would do you good to rub shoulders with them, as they could teach you things that best fit your flame-based soul power."
"But President Presley…"
Hearing the person's name again, Warlock could not help but grimace, "There's no point trying to avoid him, not unless you want to be on the run the whole time. And right now, he won't harm you yet."
With a brow raised suspiciously, Juin said, "Right now?"
Warlock nodded. Normally, he would leave it to Juin to find things out by himself, but he felt that this was a piece of information that he should not keep from the teenage boy, mostly because of the danger that he would be in if he remained ignorant while living at the headquarters of the Order. "You aren't strong enough…"
