"Speak. What's your name?"
"My name is Leon... I forget my full name. Everyone just calls me Leon."
"Who sent you here?"
"No one sent me."
"Then why did you come?"
"To cause trouble."
"Huh?" Harry was taken aback, surprised by Leon's blunt and brazen answer.
Leon shivered under Harry's scorching aura, a force unlike anything a mere mortal could emit. It felt like it could burn him alive if he wasn't careful.
In a panic, he tried to pass the blame.
"No, no, it's not me looking for trouble. It's those five brothers. Originally, we were supposed to have steamed chicken as an offering this weekend, but there wasn't any today. They're upset and demanded to cause a ruckus. It's not me—ah…"
Before he could finish, Leon felt his head being roasted, as if he were standing beneath the blazing sun at high noon. He yelped in pain, unable to hold back his scream.
