( Inside Neatwits cabin )
Max felt a little awkward after Neatwit kept staring at his face without saying a word for the first two minutes after he entered his office.
Max was patient for a while, but he then alternated his gaze between Neatwit and Amelia who was standing in the corner behind Neatwit, pleading with his eyes to break this deadlock.
Eventually, Amelia coughed twice to remind Neatwit that he had to speak eventually as the guildmaster of the True Elites sighed deeply.
The persona of Max Rajput had a scar on his face and pupils that were a slightly different shade of red than the ones that Ravan had.
Naturally these were achieved by artificial make-up, but done in a way that was indiscernible to the naked eye.
" You look just like your brother. Handsome and Calm, your overall aura has matured too " Neatwit commented as he recalled the good old times spent with Rudra.
