"I thought you said he has the stench of a new Otherworlder from him."
The female student asked, the male's eyes remaining narrowed.
"I did."
"His visage… It's as if an Otherworlder already takes over his mind."
She said, looking at White, especially at his eyes,
Those...weren't the eyes of a human.
"It hasn't."
He replied, sure of his words.
"But humans aren't like this, Oragon."
THUMP!
The ground thudded as the man took a step forward.
"Stay back, Nora. I'll handle this."
Stepping forward toward the crouching White, each step made the ground shake until he came to a stop three meters away.
"I am Oragon. You should know that much before you."
VROOOOM!
The air shook as White flashed away from where he stood.
BOOOOOM!
A fist smashed through the air as Oragon took a single step backward before smashing a fist forward.
A shockwave undulated forth as both fists collided, sending out the sound of metal grinding against metal.
"Who cares about your bloody name?"
