A proper welcome

"Enough, Nix." A voice thundered in rage.

Looking to the right, he saw Mr. Zhao come up from the shadows, his hands behind him.

His beard had grown considerably longer, reaching down to his shoulder blade level. He had a frown on his face as he locked his gaze on Nix.

"Fancy meeting you in this wonderful place, Mr. Zhao." Nix gave an eye shut smile.

Deep down, whoever was holding up the boulder above, meant business. If it did drop, he could easily destroy it, but might not be fast enough to shield the others from the debris.

'I can't let them get away with this!' He thought, looking around for the sign of the person.

Mr. Zhao gave him a brief body scan. It was way out of what he had imagined for the likes of an inexperienced fire rank user.

Unlike last time, he had never used his gift in a fight. This time he had readily used it to break out of one of their most reinforced encasement.