Instantly, everyone could feel the young bag's spiritual aura. Its gaze locked with Uis's, and its eyebrows furrowed in anger as well.
"The fake spiritual aura again, huh..."
Uis said as if to mock this feeling of bloodlust that weighed on him. Noticing this, Lyrian was immediately taken aback slightly. Uis said something that he wasn't expecting to hear. It intrigued him as he thought to himself, 'Fake spiritual aura?'
"Boy... I don't know what kind of world you come from or what your true reasons are, but you won't get out of here alive, I can promise you that."
The young bag spoke with a tone of trying to hold in his anger.
"We must defend the Bringer Of Light!"
