Eulene had all of her senses focused on Xavier- no- the entity who seemed unfamiliar.
Xavier had a pitch black mask on his face, with no apertures- not even for the eyes. His hair was now black.
But what was different now the most was his aura. Unlike the reserved gentlemanly vibes he emanated before, it was now wild.
Moreover, killing intent seeped out from all of his pores.
The black mask, the black hair, the black attire, along with the blackish aura he was emitting- it was an enigmatic sight under the silver of the moon.
"Oh my!" Xavier said, "did I scare you?" His tone seemed a little different, as if he was talking through a smile.
Eulene did not ask any questions. She knew exactly what he was going through. It was something that everyone who lived past the lifespan limits of a human faced. She herself was not an exception. But cases were never that severe, unless… the one who faced it was a demonic cultivator.
