Zain was starting to act strange ever since he won the battle against Damian and this didn't go unnoticed by Harry but he decided to not see this as any sort of big deal but what Zain was saying right now, confirmed what he suspected.
Zain has gone nuts!
"You won't be backing down from this request." Harry didn't inquired, he declared.
Taking a stance... Or more appropriately, a pose, Zain who's palm was pressed on his face and then, he slowly swept the strands of hair that fell on his face upward, returning the hair strands that was formally scattered on his face back to where it is suppose to be, there was on smile on his face.
"So you though I will chicken out because of your little trump card, don't you."
"Because I cannot use the silver gaze on you. How cute, because I cannot use it on you doesn't mean I cannot use it on your surroundings and objects around."
"Let's start this already."
