"I have to admit!! For a barbaric race such as yours, it's a surprise that you would think to do that. Normally, enemies just charge at me with different forms of attacks and waste their force energy. But you?...".
He stopped as he rubbed his chin with his right, and then he continued.
"You are an exception. And for that, I will show you just a glimpse of what my trait is. A pity you won't live to exalt in its glory".
The air around Luca took a drastic turn as it turned ill-fitting. Elder Gallus could have even sworn that he felt the space he stood at becoming physically unstable, but that's impossible since space cannot be manipulated nor controlled at will.
It was unexplainable how it happened. Everything seemed so calm and peaceful. Not a single noise was made and the winds were without sound.
In that quietness is Luca who somehow with a confusing logic was able to shift from the tree branch to being in front of Elder Gallus.
