With a gentle nudge, he shook Julius, his lips rising in a grin. Somehow, he found the gesture amusing since their situation was reversed for once.
The boy's eyelids fluttered under the magic circle's mystical light a few seconds later. Alarmed by the insistent shaking, his right hand surged with Qi, squeezing Adam's forearm in a vice. Then, his hazel eyes snapped open, scanning his surroundings as his lips curled downward.
"Who are you?"
Squinting, he glared into the azure and emerald eyes of the youth who awoke him in dread. After noticing the magic symbols pulsing with mana beneath him, he understood where he was in the blink of an eye.
'They brought me to their mansion.'
After they abducted him, he knew they would conduct a ritual using the circle to steal his brother's soul, as Gaston had tried almost six years ago.
Before he could reflect further, Adam spoke, unbothered by the force applied to his forearm.
