Wooden Inquiries

"What do you think this trash will do?" Darius asked in a deep tone voice that Adeline didn't hear before. He gave her a more intense feel by looking down at her from his tall head. Adeline's fear came back after fading from the relief of being safe.

"T… Trash?" Adeline stuttered with her mouth falling open. Her eyes widened after seeing a new side of Darius which seems like he's possessed by someone.

"Sleep you say? Do you think it's helpful? Who wants sleep to be his ability anyway? That's the most embarrassing study I've ever heard. Would you mind explaining to me why not?" Darius walks in front of Adeline with a smug face.

"It's… it puts s… someone into sleep longer than a basic spell?" Adeline starts shaking as she holds the bottle in her trembling hands.

"Is that a question, huh? Someone? Do you mean a person? So you're planning on using it for violence?"