"Not bad!" Derik commended as his tongue slithered out of his mouth, reaching his cheek level and licking the blood there without issue. Seeing such a long snake like tongue the creed leader had a look of disgust on his face.
Derik has already seen one of the powers of his fate ability yet he still has the guts to smile? Even someone who has always been confident in his ability felt a bit uncertain at this point. He wondered if he did anything wrong or if Derik has any means of countering his powers. His eyes narrowed and he considered tapping his string of fate again but for some reason, he couldn't get himself to do it.
"Why are you smiling?"