"You know what I hate when anybody points fingers at me...." The Yama spoke in a cold yet low and threatening tone. He stared into her eyes and noticed that she had quite long eye lashes. Her eyes were big and round. They were dark black and he could easily look inside and read her mind. However a mysterious power was often stopping him from doing that.
For a brief of second Sylia as well looked into his eyes and was momentarily stunned but soon she regained her senses as she glared at him.
" I asked you a question and in return I expect an answer from you and not a question again." When Sylia spoke, she instantly took a step forward in a threatening way as she maintained her glare while speaking to him .
Yama was much entertained with her threatening behaviour. After all, how was a petite girl like her good at threatening him? Raising his eyebrows in amusement he extended his finger and poked her puffed cheeks as he asked.
"Why don't we talk like good friends or maybe companions? Why do you have to get angry at everything? "
Sylia's face darkened when she heard him. How much she wanted to punch him on the face, but she resisted doing that. She closed her eyes for a brief moment of seconds and instantly flew them open wide while the Yama standing in front of her was once again stunned by her. Her eyes had turned red, her expressions were cold and her fingers were clenched into a fist.
"You are not going to tell me, right?" Sylia asked while she gritted her teeth in rage. Waiting for her reaction after he was going to irritate her, Yama intentionally shook his head in denial as his lips curved into a mocking and arrogant smirk. And as expected Sylia was beyond infuriated. She just wanted to wipe that arrogant smirk on his lips instantly.
Taking a deep breath Sylia puffed her cheeks as she filled up air inside them and with a heavy blow she blew them out.
The heavy force coming towards him although was quite strong made Yama stumble on his footsteps but soon he gained his balance and again smirked at her.
"Do you think that this little trick of yours will work on me?" Yama could not help but mock Sylia making her more annoyed.
She remained quiet for a long time. Of course she was thinking something... something which would have a powerful impact on him, a powerful attack which she can use against Yama. Breaking into a fit of cold laughter she raised her right hand and in the next moment the table behind her came flying towards Yama, the latter instantly raised his hand as well and immediately stopped it before it could even touch him. No matter how much power Sylia was using to smash the table on his head, his powers were equally opposite hers.
"What are you doing?" Sylia could not take it any more and used both of her hands to push him away. The sudden approach from her took him by surprise as he instantly went back flying in the air as his body crashed into the wall behind. The attack was powerful, but he rolled his body on the ground and stood up.
But this time his expressions were no more like before, he was no more calm instead the deadly aura around him was apparent this time even Sylia was surprised to see this side of him.
"It seems like you are quite free and open around me. It is good for a while but not every time.'' His voice was cold and one could instantly feel shiver and chill running down through their spine. Even the temperature inside the cave room started to drop and it seemed that soon the room was going to freeze up. The coldness radiating from him was enough to freeze the whole asuras sect.
" I asked you earlier... You should be the one answering me. " Sylia was unaffected by his cold and rude behaviour. After all there was nothing that he could do against her. Although she herself accepted that this man was powerful but she knew that his powers were nothing when compared to hers. This was what she felt while she was unaware of certain things about him.
Yama looked at her expression while his rage slightly dropped down. In a cold and low voice he spoke .
"I am Yama, the head of asuras. "
When Sylia heard him saying that her brows furrowed, she nodded in response while crossing her hand in front of her chest.
"How am I here?" Sylia took a brief pause before questioning. She remembered that he was the one who had picked her up from the space portal but she wasn't sure that how come she came there. Although she had a few blurry memories, she wasn't completely sure.
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