"I beg your pardon?"
Demien's eyes changed color. A murderous aura sipped out his body. A certain desire eating him up.
D1 instinctively threw the hurricane-like object towards Demien as he sensed danger.
Demien's eyes fluttered dangerously at D1. It smells nice. He gulped down his saliva.
"I want to taste that power." His saliva slipped off his mouth.
A small foreboding feeling surged inside D1. This little duke was terrifying.
"Impudent! Lower down your eyes, sinner."
Demien's grin naturally formed on his face. "Oh fake believer, I want to taste your stolen dominion."
D1 gnashed his teeth. Impudent!; He said silently with worry swamped at his back head.
But then, Demien tasted the dominion's aura that lingered in the air. His nose differentiated two different dominions that weren't his.
He tilted his head with his straight face, "I… take it back." He tasted it yet again.
