Silvermist's face changed from a seemingly unbothered look to one of sudden frown. It was no different than seeing a storm gather out of nowhere on a sunny summer day.
His hands trembled a little, his breathing pattern changing along with it.
"Listen to me," he said, his voice one of power. "Never, ever, think of refining humans. I won't lie to you, It is possible. Not only that, it is also very beneficial. But, the path of refining humans is the path of a demon. It is the path of evil."
"You cannot walk down that path," Silvermist said.
Alex had never seen his carefree master get this agitated and angry in more than a decade they had been together. He had been serious before, but this was different.
"You do not mean the Demons who we fought in the war, right?" Alex asked.
