"So you were born from her essence as well, what an interesting one you are," Rullein said, staring down at Aris with its draconic eyes. "I don't like seeing her essence in someone else's body, especially toward an arrogant race like you, Orthias," she added.
Aris smirked as she crossed her arms, finding the Dark Spirit's hypocrisy hilarious. She had been around Rasmus for so long that she had learned self-control. If it was herself from before meeting Rasmus, she would have raised her sword and tried to kill the Dark Spirit.
"Why do you think I'm here? Don't you find the pattern to be similar to my predecessor?" Aris asked with her brows raised, staring back at the Dark Spirit. "Look at me thoroughly, and tell me what do you see," she challenged the Dark Spirit as she dispersed the Mana around her body.