Long gazed at him through his hair. He hugged his lover close and hid him with his sleeve.
"Who are you?"
The man glared back at him and whispered, "I would like to ask the same. Who are you? And don't you know, public display of affection is considered rude?" he said.
Xia pulled away from Long and whispered, "Long.. Don't be like that. He helped us a lot,"
Long shook his head, still gazing at the man. "No Xia, he is the one trying to hurt us," he whispered.
"What... what do you mean?" Xia whispered.
"Those corpse butterflies were being controlled by him." he said. "During the purge, ten thousand years ago, these corpse butterflies were a huge force of one of the seven demon lords,"
"You are Icarus right?" Long said with his eyes narrowed.
