Attack!

A voice came from the center shadow. The sound was little different from nails scraping along rusted metal. Even then, it was still difficult to tell whether it was a man or woman. It had a shrilly character to it that might very well have belonged to a female. But, at the same time, it carried the raspiness of a man.

"Bring me to someone with some actual authority. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you three as well."

The young man was obviously Dyon.

By now, he had realized that Little Rain's chain was far more formidable than he had believed. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact Dyon had restrained much of its strength by not allowing its fire to whip around without restraint, then this place would have been burnt to the ground a long time ago.