They didn't even have time to coordinate an attack.
In a fraction of a second, Kris was between them. He had barely moved to the naked eye.
He grabbed one of them by the throat.
The air around his hand began to vibrate.
The next instant, the scout's body caught fire.
The flames did not spread outward. They seemed to be born from within.
The student screamed, his voice tearing through the canyon's silence. His flesh was devoured by the flames. The smell of burnt flesh spread quickly, leaving only his charred corpse.
The other scout stumbled backward.
"A monster!!! What do you- what do you want?"
Kris slowly turned his head toward him. His amber eyes shone behind the mask.
"Is Godwin around here?"
"No-no..."
"..."
Kris's gaze remained cold.
The scout swallowed, feeling the smoke from his comrade rising to his nostrils.
"I-I'm telling the truth sir!"
A short silence settled in.
Then Kris continued:
