"What happened that day?!"
Seth was even more antagonized at this silver-haired alcohol addict because after that day he hadn't been able to submerge into his subconsciousness.
"Wait, let go of my robes first."
Seth's breath drew up on a ragged sigh and he finally released Reichert from being suspended midair.
"I've never hurt Melody before no matter how angry I got. I thought it was all in my head, maybe I was just being paranoid after my destructive touch was reversed and I feared I'll be able to hurt her in another way. But..."
Seth glanced in Reichert's direction and he flinched and took a step backwards. He was older and a dark subject but the person with the darkness is still Seth.
"...It happened anyway and I had no idea what I was doing until it was too late."
Seth looked at his hands and examined them from his fingertips to his palms and all the way to the wrists.
