Damon who was still laughing uncontrollably suddenly heard footsteps walking towards this direction, it was then he suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since he broke into the library and his little distractions would not be able to ward off others anymore.
Stopping his laughter Damon was about to turn around and leave his current state was not ideal for another fight and he didn't want to risk losing the plane crystal.
Just about to run away Damon noticed he couldn't move, no matter how he tried his whole body was not responding to him, it was like he was locked in his own body, the footsteps grew louder and Damon noticed the visitor, it was a typical bald head air nomad dressed in the traditional red and yellow robes of the nomad's tribe but his bald head was tattooed with a swastika symbol, Damon had no idea when the same symbol was attached to his wrist and glowing an eerie blue.
