"Well this is … something …", Ellen mumbled beneath her breath, watching as the man who claimed to be their former companion stared down his nose at Milo.
It was extraordinary, he appeared just as a regular human but his mana waves and way of speaking matched that of an elf, rather, his clothing was the main focal point. They were the same rags that a demon would usually be sighted wearing.
Nothing about this Kamil man stood out to Ellen. He was nothing like Black, well, it was more like he had shifted away from his usual manner. The tone of voice and way of speaking remained the same. Yet, it was entirely unbelievable for one single reason.
"You … how are you here?", Milo asked, looking over his shoulder towards Monique.
Kamil cocked his head to the side, "I have no idea what you are talking about. How come I am on the Azure Peak? It's quite simple really, I found it when I was rummaging through your old things".
