Intense anger filled Noah's mind even though he had turned off the berserk skill.
His eyes swept its cold gaze across the icy cave, not hiding his anger in the slightest.
However, due to his experience in that world so far; he didn't allow that boiling rage overcome his rational thinking.
Nevertheless, ice spikes still exited the frozen walls and grounds to stab into the bodies of the seven. Of course he stabbed the non-fatal places. He still needed answers after all.
Another bottle appeared in his hand, and he didn't hesitate to chew on it again.
That sight sent shivers down his terrified audience, but he didn't care.
A minute of silence passed as Noah reviewed the memories that rushed into his mind.
'Am I Noah or Aiden?' He pondered in genuine confusion. His eyes also remained blank while those thoughts filled his mind.
