[Did...did that kid just watch someone perform an aether art once and then perfectly mimic and modify it to suit his own needs?,] Frosttusk asked in a surprised tone.
[Yes, yes he did,] Nepherage concurred.
The two kaijin were still in their miniature forms, keeping out of sight, but also keeping an eye on the young man bearing the emblem of House Howlite.
They still had no idea whether or not this kid was the Marquis de Howlite's son or nephew, but they at least came to the conclusion that he was at least significantly less murder-crazy than the aforementioned Marquis de Howlite.
The two kaijn were just about to bail and make their report to their lord, until they heard this exchange between the young man and his butler.
