"Why did we stop?" the older person sent to Manuel with his Spirit. Then, he noticed that Manuel was watching a cloaked person on the street, and his eyes widened. The man hadn't noticed that another person was here since he only kept track of his surroundings with his Spirit. Of course, Gravis was invisible to the Spirits of others. "Is it because of him?"
Manuel continued looking into Gravis' eyes. "Yes, it's because of him. I think he's the person that has assassinated Skear's group."
The eyes of the older man narrowed as he also watched Gravis. "Skear's group wasn't weak. This person might be the tempering you were searching for."
"No," Manuel sent back.
The man furrowed his brows. "What do you mean with no? Is he too weak? Did he have help in the last fight?"
Manuel never took his eyes off Gravis. "The opposite. I can feel his power. My instincts are telling me that if I were to fight him, I would die. This is not tempering. This is suicide."
