"I guess I am late for the party". He says and moves closer to the clearing we are.
With a snap of his fingers, he unbinds Micah and Micah falls down. I take a stance, ready to defend. Micah moves behind him and my group stands on the other side, me in front. I will not allow tis man to hurt any of my friends.
"Who are you?" I demand.
The man looks at me, his eyes so cold not a hint of friendliness on his face. "I am sure you know me by now".
I can feel my friends' confusion and glances on my back.
"I asked you who you are, let's not make assumptions here" I counterpart his response.
He shakes his head, curling his lips in a smirk.
