"What do you m-mean?"
She stuttered. She's been stuttering since she had been with Ayo back in the house. He found that bothering and now she had this hard gaze: staring at the ground with a frown, her eyes looked like they were contemplating something.
.
And she tried as much as she could to avoid direct eye contact with Ayo.
"I'm sorry..."
"And I'll take it from here."
Ayo's head swung forward as the new voice intruded the near-silence that was between the two of them. His body naturally reached the level of danger that was before him.
A short sword was already in his hand, his blood ran cold in his body and his gaze was so fixated on the person that he felt looking away would cost him his neck.
The person was just someone like him but fair skin, with pink round glasses, and white hair, his body wasn't exposed to show it all, but right from the beginning of his neck to the parts that were exposed (his hands) was a tattoo with ink so deep that it almost made it hard to recognize his skin, if not for his fair face.
"Who are you? What did you do to her?"
"Nothing much... I could have easily placed a spell on her, this would have gone more smoothly but being in the human world limits my choices. So, I threatened her with the life of her lover. Humans are such weak feeble creatures don't you think." He said slowly walking forward and spinning an aesthetic pen around his fingers, the pen soon gained its stand against gravity and automatically floated through his five fingers.
"...they hold on to sentiment, even if it brings them to doom. For me, I think there is honor in caring enough for yourself alone."
Ayo grimaced.
"You will explain this to me later woman."
Without taking another look at her he leaned forward arching his hand to the front with a black dagger manifesting within his grip.
"I don't know what you want but I guess it is not something that will come easy guessing that you lured me out of my home."
"Yes... I care about other humans too. I didn't want them to be caught in this. You know you took something that didn't belong to you."
'Crap'
Ayo at that moment understood.
He returned to a relaxed posture and bowed his head, giggling a little before looking at the man standing before him.
"So it wasn't her fault after all. You wretched fellows caught up with me so quickly. Is that how important it is?"
"Yes, you have no idea what you have done. So, it would be good if you do yourself a favor and hand yourself over. My mistress is still willing to spare your life."
"That is not up to your fucking mistress."
Frowning, the guy cocked his head, pulling down his pink glasses to reveal his burning gaze.
"What did you say again? What did you say now?"
"I said, it is not up to your goddamn mother fucking mistress to determine whether I keep my life. That is a job description for me alone."
"You must be itching to die."
"Itching to die?"
Ayo drew a wide smirk on his face–obvious that he was scared of nothing.
'This guy...'
Even he couldn't say exactly what it was but for a minute, he figured that Ayo was too confident... then the next minute, he thought:
"...pure arrogance.'
He spread out his arms with a sharp movement, causing a gust of wind that surged around the area like a prelude to heavy rainfall, it was already getting bright, and the orange hue caused by the dawning of the day was already residing. Yet the instance this guy spread his finger into the air, the clouds became dark and began to rumble.
From past experiences in his former world, Ray knew and could tell that someone strong enough to affect the entire weather was on another level entirely.
He was done for.
If it was before the system took away his stats and skills, this would have worked out pretty well, but right now. He is back to square one. An experienced noob is what he is.
'...experience...'
Ayo gritted his teeth. That was the only edge he had in battle. He had a very good experience that proved useful even when he has no skills or strength to show for it.
But the main problem was that... right now...
...he is extremely tired.
After coming back from the tower, he had not caught a wink of sleep.
'Argh, dammit why did I agree to see her in the first place...'
He regretted his decision as he dealt with a piercing pain from inside his eyes, they were heavy, and keeping them open was already more than enough work, now he had to keep them on the foe before him.
"Come, I summon you... the Bifrost Gale?"
-Thud!-
A pillar of lightning fell on the ground turning it into a webbed connected by crevices barely being held together, one more forceful crash and the concrete block of the ground would scatter abroad.
"You are not going to go easy on me?"
"I have no reason to go easy on a thief?"
"Hell, I don't even know who you are."
"You don't need to."
In the guy's hand was a large bow standing from his head to his feet even though he was holding it right in the middle.
"I don't have to pull twice... this one is enough to kill you."
He slowly pulled backward the string that was as thin as a white thread—as he did, light converged together from the nothing and began to form an arrow right in the middle of the bow.
By the time the string was stretched fully backward, ready to fire, there was a shining 150-centimeter-long arrow waiting to be released.
With a furrowed brow...
"Die."
The arrow flew at Ayo with a magnifying speed, only a large white streak of light could be seen and it didn't take a second for the arrow—