One word.
But the sky roared in response.
Thunder rumbled, deafening.
The very air itself crackled with electricity, charged by Magnus' presence.
Vexarius' rage twisted into a deep scowl as memories flooded his mind.
The battle with Luminous.
The moment Magnus Ravenstein had stepped in—
The man who had put him down when he rampaged.
And now, once again, he stood in his way.
Vex exhaled sharply.
His aura settled.
The scowl remained, but his tone shifted, his voice carrying an edge of something almost like amusement.
"It's been a while, Magnus. You're still as fierce as ever."
Magnus didn't flinch. His expression didn't change.
The air only crackled louder.
"I will not repeat myself."
A final warning.
Vex's placid gaze held Magnus for several seconds before finally shifting to Atticus, his eyes lingering on him.
"I came to deliver news."
