What did Cyril just hear? An illusion? Or was Lev deliberately letting him hear what appeared to be a joke? Either way, it bothered Cyril a little. Yes, it bothered him a lot.
"What are you trying to do to me?" he asked Lev.
This question made Lev even angrier. His face looked so happy, but the amount of magic he used to attack Cyril was amazing. As soon as Cyril managed to cut off one of his spells, another one would come and target his vital point.
"Didn't I tell you! You-you're so much like that man! The bastard who destroyed my family. Made me unable to see my mother and father! You look just like him!"
Now this unwanted memory entered Cyril's mind. It was painful when so much information came in so suddenly. Not to mention Lev's grumbling about his own life.
Cyril begged it to stop. Really begged a lot.
"STOP!" he shouted.
