The atmosphere turned extremely tense as they all looked at Fares waiting for him to do something. As he was about to send an ice spear at Azkar, he noticed something.
Azkar had his own blade at Zena's neck tightly, as he stood behind her.
"My my, you are a fiesty kid are you not?" Azkar said with a bright smile on his face, as if he was doing the work that he loves most, everyday.
Fares looked at him coldly, he knew what had just happened. As soon as this bastard entered the hall, he focused his energy on his eyes. According to what Fares knew, this man was capable of readjng into the future, so he guessed that this was how he did it.
"What is it that you want?" Fares asked with a disdainful look on his face. He hated the fact that he had to talk in a civilised manner with this freak, but he had no choice.
"Now that is much better, don't you think?" Azkar said, not even bothering to entertain Fares' question.