Prince Alaric felt a cold sweat break out as he sensed the air around Rex shift minaciously, it changed into a dark one after his remark. A sudden change that made him question whether bringing up the Silverstar Pack was a grave mistake.
Delta, hissed and growled, her hackles raised in warning behind Rex.
On the other hand—Rex himself, rose to his feet once again, his movements deliberate—and controlled, a storm gathering behind his eyes. Expecting that he would do something, Prince Alaric took in Rex's appearance, his unease deepened.
Rex wore the fitting sleeveless garb of a black warrior, yet none designed for battle.
His only items that could be considered battle equipment were the gold, regal finger guards.
A sign of royalty of an emperor, equipped on his right index and middle fingers.
