"All my years, there wasn't a single time where I failed to predict someone's future, Aryan. You know that too. But this...boy is an exception. Something is seriously wrong with the kid."
"Well, what are you suggesting? Kill him? A kid? You want to get rid of him." He said. "It would be simple, seriously. I could just zap there and zap him and zap back here in a matter of zapsecond." He snapped his fingers and chuckled. "Do you want to give me that name too? Child murderer?"
"I'm not suggesting to kill him." Her voice eased up, feeling his frustration. "Send him home. Send him back where he came from."
"The world is at a war, Ein. You can feel it here, right? And we need a hero to step in." His pupilless eyes focused on the boy laying on the ground marveling at his prosthetic mana arm.
"There is a hero- a young and capable one out there. There is no need for another one. It will only create unnecessary problems."
