Nora and William Doughby stared at each other across the large table, in a stalemate.
Nora was intent on questioning the man while he wanted to avoid it at all costs.
Finally, William Doughby sighed and looked away muttering, "I should have known that man would be a bad influence on you. You are actually picking up his skills."
Nora blinked at the unexpected comment. This was not what she had expected.
"What do you mean, Grandpa William?", she asked perplexedly.
"Well, in the past when you came to me, you were very demure and barely asked any questions. And then with the Antonio case, you were hurt and gaining a bit of strength. But now, with that Demon's influence, you are actually growing wings and getting stronger. While I am happy for you, I suddenly miss the young girl who was taking her baby steps."