"What the fuck was that?!" Al shouted, instantly jumping towards Layn. "How did you do it?!" While agitated, Al wasn't mad, horrified, or hostile. Instead, the apparent awe in his eyes triggered a particular part of Layn's soul to no end.
"Old magic," Layn replied, finally allowing himself to spare this man any thought.
'Ever since we entered that forest, everything was rushed to no end,' Layn thought, taking a moment to look at the man ahead. 'I didn't really have the time to think about his presence yet,' he added in his thoughts, closing his eyes to focus.
'If this really is that legendary guy,' Layn thought, strangely scared to even think about this possibility.
For someone like him, standing at the top was the norm. Layn wasn't like that because of some sort of ill-sourced arrogance. He was simply a person who would assume the amount of responsibility for those around him respectable to his perceived might.
