Frostfang's frown deepened upon hearing Erik's question. 'How does he know me?' he wondered silently. 'More importantly, if he knows me, he must be aware of what I am, so why does he look so calm?' Despite recognizing Erik as only a second-rank, Frostfang noted the lack of intimidation in his stance.
Frostfang had so far been limiting his third-rank pressure, but now Erik made him grow a little more cautious.
He released his pressure to try and intimidate Erik while continuing to frown, "I suppose I must be. Although it appears you have me at a disadvantage."
Waves of power surged from Frostfang, rippling through the frigid air. The snowflakes around him danced in a sudden whirlwind, and the morning air shimmered. His aura, a visible force of nature, painted the scene with an otherworldly glow. Next to him, Victor groaned a little and he took a step back with an aggrieved face.
Erik, however, felt the pressure wash over him like a cool summer breeze.
