But the moment he removed his hood, everyone involuntarily gasped.
The eyes of the boy—no, those could no longer be called eyes.
Two masses of flowing crimson-gold flames burned within his eye sockets, illuminating his softly contoured face, yet making him look eerie and terrifying, like a demon emerged from the Abyss.
Those eyes were filled with a haunting strangeness.
It was as if something otherworldly was staring at everyone through them.
Clone Ron's aura contrasted starkly with his handsome appearance, an almost tangible pressure that made the surrounding air grow heavy.
It was like a predator on the hunt, ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.
"Everyone, be careful!" Eliot growled in a low voice, "This is not an ordinary clone!"
"Hmph, it's just an Alchemist's clone, I want to see how strong it is!"
Disregarding Eliot's warning, Kaiser charged at Clone Ron, his right arm swelling again, covered with thicker red scales.
