Sier stared at the unmoving runemaster in front of him as the runic lights scattered to pieces. Then, his eyes turned toward his hand and the lingering violet mana surrounding it. The Seer Guardian laughed at Sier's reliance once again on his powers.
[She is so hot,] a voice appeared in his mind coming from Zas' direction. [You would think I have a girlfriend at this age.]
These were his thoughts, and he did not hold them back even knowing that Sier could read them. It was the same for everyone who knew about his ability. They feared him, he knew, but also accepted him.
At first, most of them wondered if Sier was listening to them. However, it happened at some point when they stopped wondering and forgot about the matter. Sier was left to hear the thoughts of his friends.