I didn't choose him, he chose me

Evander opened his eyes wide as he asked in a shaky voice. "Repeat that once again."

Richard was taken aback by Evander's voice. Before he could open his mouth, he felt Evander's aura fluctuate severely. 

He quickly raised his eyes to meet Evander's. 

Evander's eyes that used to carry a spark of certainty in them were now erratic. His burly frame shook uncontrollably. He gripped the couch with a hand. 

It was as if…a great flood within him. 

Despite Richard's strength, he felt severe pressure under Evander's unintentional move. 

A trace of blood leaked from his mouth as he smiled. "Master, you have grown up."

With those words, Evander woke up.

He hurriedly suppressed his aura and sat Richard down. It was incredibly rare for him to loose control. 

But it happened twice recently. 

The first when someone wanted to assasinate Sarah. 

The second was when he heard Enigma slaughtered the Astor Clan. That damn…