"Don't worry. It's not surprising that you don't know that old hag," a man's voice came from a distance. The voice was filled with some mysterious power, as if it perfectly complemented the laws of heaven.
Gabriel turned around, noticing another person in the place. It was a man, donned in a beautiful silver robe that fluttered with the wind, making him look even more mysterious.
Just like the woman before, the dark haired man also had the Mark of Element of Light on the back of his hand.
The man stood with the support of the blue slab with his arms folded around his chest. His eyes remained on Gabriel, as if he was judging the young man from top to bottom.
It really intrigued Gabriel to see the man call the young woman an old hag, especially since he looked much older than the seemingly young lady. The man had a well built body and looked to be in his early thirties.
