"You almost fooled me, Deity of the Cooter Clan,"
"Wittral."
There was silence in the room for an instant, followed by a golden flash aimed at her face, stopping a millimetre before her skin, blocked by a grey flash. As both the flashes came to a halt, they were revealed to be a golden needle and a grey kite. A second later, the golden needle crumbled into grey sand and was absorbed by the kite.
"Calm down, Wittral." Maroppa said, her expression cold as she tapped a tray before her and turned it into grey sand, speaking upon observing his shock, "Does this ring a bell?"
"Sandy-Grey Void!" Wittral tensed up in response, glaring at Maroppa as he became ready to unleash his strongest attack, "What's your identity?"
"Are you Loot?"
