Larry crouched down and looked at Kyle's body with a frown, hidden behind the mask present on his face. His head snapped back, eyes glaring at one of the four black-haired men.
"If I recalled correctly didn't I fucking ask you to give him a potion?"
His loud voice resounded in the prison cell. The black-haired man trembled slightly before he anxiously stepped forward.
"I swear I did give him a potion. It's just it was a low-grade one."
Larry clicked his tongue. Potion were expensive even though he had some high-grade ones but why would he waste them on someone he kidnapped?
"Leave it. I will speak with the old man about this. I don't think this guy is important except for the fact that he is the one who bonded with that fire beast."
He gazed at Kyle again. This time more seriously, his mana seeped out from his body as he stared at Kyle with a forwn because no matter how much he probed he couldn't sense even a speck of mana within Kyle's body.