A crack in the sword.

Damien knew everything there was to know about them. Tevenlor had told him that they were husband and wife. He didn't mind seeing them kissing each other. Couples do that all the time.

Damien was happy to see that another member of his clan had found her mate.

He was equally happy for Roy, for he had become a married man and gained a gentle and loving wife.

"It's good to see you again." Tevenlor eyed the hybrid, carefully sizing him up with a gaze of scrutiny. "You have grown awfully stronger than I expected. But that doesn't make sense. How can someone reach that stage in less than a decade?"

Damien's power level was too high, so high that Tevenlor could barely see through him. Except for realizing what level he has reached, he didn't find out anything about himself. The teenager he saw several years ago was now more. Only a man covered in mystery and surrounded by a commanding air was left.