5.2 He's Mine

In the white space, Wes faced the black mist that was trying to invade again. He turned into a man and grasped the mist in his hand but it escaped and formed a silhouette of a person.

" Ah, it's really you. " The silhouette sneered as he look at Wes gloomily, " You're really tough. "

Wes ignored his words and started attacking him aggressively but the mist keep escaping everytime he grasped him.

" Slippery. Dirty. " Wes said as he wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

The silhouette appeared angry at what he said and attacked him.

At a deadlock, the two of them remained alert to each other's move.

The silhouette seems to sense something as he said amusingly to Wes, " Ah, a host? Hehe "

" If you treasure him so much, how about I took him? "

Hearing this, the man's gold eyes darkened. Seeing this, the silhouette laughed happily.

" Lord will be happy! " The man's attacked turn more cruel and ruthless after the silhouette gleefully said this.