"Oh, I'm a halfling hailing from another race, you didn't know that... I forgot!"
While Seron choked on his saliva, Marx Gier's entire attitude transformed from that of an injured, almost dead man to that of someone who would fight against the foreign races with his life on the line.
When Jason saw this, he released his Celestia aura, while his stigma began to glow brightly.
His golden-silverish eyes began to release a calming, yet radiant glow, and it only took a few seconds before the three traits began to merge.
Jason's body was enveloped in a golden-silverish hue, and his entire demeanor changed in a matter of seconds as he asked with an ice-cold voice.
"Did I fight with or against the Argos alliance?"
There was no need for him to mention that the Elvyr race had only come to take him with them, or what race his father belonged to.
