"You're strong right?"
Caldo stared at him blankly as the boy stood a step in front of Kalci with his finger pointed. His ragged yellow scarf blew loosely in the wind...The scarf climbed his neck partially covering his mouth.
" What kind of question is that?" Caldo replied with his own questions. Flames danced in each of his palms awaiting their chance to torch the boy in front of them...Caldos eyes stared as green electricity seemed to dance up and down the boy as the rain ran down his face. His eyes were narrowed and focused.
" Your mana output is high...And seeing as you almost killed our king second in command. You must be." The boy dropped his hand. Kalci stared at him with a slightly irritated face...He was taking the initiative in a battle Kalci started. And one he desperately wanted to win.
" I ask because I'm only interested in fighting people stronger than myself."
