"Since when did Hurricane City collude with the hell monsters?" Alexander inquired.
"...I don't know," Clark responded.
Alexander's brow furrowed slightly. "Who taught you these arcane arts?" he questioned further.
"Our lord taught me," Clark answered.
It was evident that although Clark held a high rank within Hurricane City, his knowledge was fairly limited. Consequently, Alexander chose to steer the conversation in another direction. "Where is your Deputy Lord?"
"In the southwest..." Clark began, but abruptly, his body trembled, his eyes turning pitch-black.
"How dare you harm the leader of Hurricane City?!" Clark's voice twisted into a shrill tone, laced with fury.
"You're mistaken. Each time, it's your men from Hurricane City who struck first. I merely defended myself," Alexander calmly retorted.
