"Mister Mage, I don't even know you. But if I have offended you in any way, please accept my apologies," Jola said as he took a step back and lowered his head. It might have seemed like an apologetic gesture, but in reality, he was just preparing to draw his sword.
"In other words, you admit to having used me just now?" Saleen asked, his voice suddenly cold. The snowflakes that cascaded from the sky started spinning around him, forming a tornado-like shape.
