"I can help brother."
Simon's pupils constricted into pinholes that even pins would struggle to enter without twisting and breaking.
His head snapped to his back, and he saw Thorgan standing behind him as he stood above his shadow with a light smile.
Just like Simon, he was not wearing his mask, and his eyes shone with excitement as he stared at Simon.
Simon's right hand twitched as he forced himself from acting on reflex.
The moment Thorgan spoke, he very nearly swung his arm backward, but he stopped himself at the last second because he knew what would happen.
Thorgan would block his strike, but he'd be shocked and unable to react to his new strength. This would then cause a loud noise, thereby attracting those outside.
The best thing to do is to be cool and calm.
Thorgan was not emitting any killing intent, and he seemed to be excited for some reason Simon could not understand.
The gears in Simon's mind turned, then his gaze slowly became dark and indifferent.
