The boat creaked moving downstream.
On one edge stood Oliver shielding Aaliyah behind him while on the other side stood Flair calmly looking at Oliver.
"Your pupils changed?" He mumbled looking at his eyes, a small smile on his face, "Should I be afraid now?"
Oliver tilted his head, small circles emerging on his forearm, they looped around before slowly sweeping down, moving in different directions.
Taking out a bottle containing different metals such as Iron, steel, tin, copper, bronze Aaliyah spread it around.
They glowed softly flicking, before moving up aimmed at Flair.
"Are you not going to prepare yourself?" Flair asked, hand clasping behind his back, looking at Oliver.
"For someone like you?" He scoffed not bothering to hide his annoyance.
Flair raised his brow in suprise a chuckle excasped his twisted lips, "blood of Casita made you arrogant like them, huh?"
