"Who dares stop this young master?!"
A relatively young voice yelled from within the carriage. From the previous thump, it was clear that the owner of the voice had been flung into the wall or floor due to the abrupt stop.
The carriage door opened and out stepped a young man with black hair and eyes. His build was mostly slim, however, his most glaring feature was his height.
'This guy is tiny!'
If Damien had to make a guess, he'd say the man in front of him was 5 foot 2 inches maximum. He might even be shorter than that.
"Who gave you permission to stare at me?!" The man yelled angrily when his eyes landed on Damien.
'Is it a typical young master thing or does this guy have a Napoleon Complex?'
Still, Damien kept his mouth shut, choosing to observe before acting. He was still new to this world, so it was unwise to do anything stupid.
'Well, if I get some backing I should be fine.'
