"Teacher," Adrian began, "are you the young master of the Devouring Serpent Tribe?"
"!"
As soon as these words left Adrian's mouth, the air in the room dropped instantly, growing colder and heavier. Adrian felt a chill run down his spine as Sibilus's eyes narrowed dangerously, shifting from their usual neutral gaze to something far more primal—predatory.
The pressure in the room intensified, and for a moment, Adrian could have sworn he felt the weight of two unseen serpentine eyes, staring at him from the shadows, ready to strike.
His throat tightened, and he swallowed nervously, but his face remained calm. He knew this was dangerous territory, but he couldn't back down now.
