Boris Fanum frowned. The voice that echoed from behind was firm and powerful. Some high-level Awakened found it familiar, but they weren't sure why, as this person had no reason to interfere with the situation.
The Awakened present slowly turned their heads toward the direction of the voice. However, due to the crowd, they couldn't yet see the speaker. Those at the front, though, caught a glimpse of him. Boris Fanum, along with the others pointing their swords at the group, froze as they noticed the figure approaching. The only sound audible was that of light, confident steps.
For some reason, the speaker's prolonged appearance made the others restless. It had only been a few seconds since the voice sounded, but to them, it felt like an hour had passed.
