With a smile, he looked at Arawn like a friend from the past.
"It's been a while." Samyaza said brightly. "Comrade."
Arawn didn't say a word, he kept staring at him as if, if he blinked, Samyaza would be gone.
With Samyaza's presence, he was much more concerned about his interference than the other thirteen demigods combined.
"….You are a clone." Arawn concluded after a long while of deadly silence.
Samyaza just smiled, not accepting or denying his claim.
Just then, Vulas walked forward a step and bowed slightly. "Sir Samyaza."
The others instinctively let him talk as they understood they could die if they interfered.
Samyaza smiled brightly. "Vulas, how have you been?"
"Much better after seeing you." He replied. "But… what is going on?"
"Nothing much." Samyaza replied, glancing back at Arawn. "Just some old friends catching up. I give you my permission. Leave."
