He lifted his head as if sensing something, and looked towards the far right where a figure in Red Clothes was peacefully seated next to the window. The seats around him were empty because of the astonishing qi that swirled around his body, an aura that made everyone wary.
When Ezra's gaze fell upon the figure in red, the monstrous wolf of Norse in his body warned him to be cautious.
The Chaos Force snaked on his palm and flickered as an intense bolt occurred on his hand.
The emotions on Ezra Zephyr's face were cut away bit by bit, still as a statue as he stared at the figure in a red dress.
"What is this uneasiness?" Pondered the prince of Bloodfang.
The figure in reddish robes also seemed to sense something, the moving wine cup in his hand pausing slightly, before he slowly turned his head and saw Ezra with his slanty eyes.
The gazes of the two met at this moment, the entire world seemed to fall into silence.
