Rowan spotted a face, for the figure wasn't wearing a mask—a face that made his eyes widen in surprise.
"Vishirk??" Rowan muttered to himself, deep surprise etched on his face.
He thought he had seen wrong. Whoever was standing atop such a powerful monster would definitely not be Vishirk. Doubt and disbelief warred within him. He wiped his eyes and checked once again.
The face didn't transform as he expected.
He even forced the system to check his character status:
[ Xandros, aka Vishirk ]
[ Occupation: Dark Mage ]
[ Special Skill: Dark magic ( C ) ]
[ Magic Cultivation: 4th Level, Tier-4 ]
[ Status: Pissed ]
After studying the stats, he could only ask himself a single question—"How?"
Coming up with an explanation for the current situation was tedious. He recalled the first day Dragun brought Vishirk home. Vishirk had been just a friendly school kid with a pitiful backstory back then.