The immortal man lying afar from them coughed and caught their attention. They all looked toward him to see if there were any chances that he was going to stand up magically. Oh, he did, right as he coughed, he stood up.
His clothes were drenched in his blood, dark and thick, viscous and new, even to him. He slowly chuckled.
"Magnificent!" He exclaimed from his newly healed throat. "I had never passed out in my life before this."
"Oh, it's not too hard, to be honest." Nancy crossed her arms and smirked.
"Found a new trick and being arrogant already?" Sebastian asked.
"Of course." Nancy grinned.
Sebastian brushed his clothes off as he smirked, chuckling slowly. All the antagonists in the history of the drama industry would do this, Nancy wasn't even surprised. He probably had nothing up his sleeve other than that ruse.
