"I'm surprised, you can withstand my pressure." the old man smiled.
I released my mana pressure finally staring at the man with a stern face, it took a large amount of concentration to oppose the anti magic in the hallway.
Our pressures collided and we exchanged looks of enjoyment.
"What's your name, young one?" the old man asked before relieving his mana pressure.
"Zeref Amara." I did the same and relieved my pressure too.
"You have the same name as an acquaintance of mine," he said.
"Yeah, it's my grandfather's name."
"No way! You're lying." he said shocked, losing his composure, eyeing me down.
"I may have learned a couple things from him." I smiled and the gravity around him intensified.
Cracks formed underneath him but he looked unfazed. I was quite surprised, normally this trick would make people crumble and kneel in front of me, but this person was of course stronger.
