"See what I had to do to warm up? I told you to not annoy me."
George scoffed, unclenching his bloodied fists while cautiously looking around ā especially on the grass ā in search of Devios's presence.
"..."
But there was no answer whatsoever, and there was no obvious place in which the young heir of the Perserios family could be standing still shaking from fear.
"You are so lucky I wasn't born under the Aquarius constellation, or I would cleanse up that shield of yours in an instant..."
The dark-haired man's face twisted in an angry grimace as he shivered from cold despite speaking about warming up just a second earlier.
"..."
Even so, regardless of what he said there was no response from Devios, and honestly it even looked as if the blue-haired boy left the area altogether.
"Minimal amount of survivors, nothing that can't be dealt with an appropriate amount of misinformation. They should have no problems with completing their order like this, right...?"
