Heuras
"You can't just walk into a room and say you want to kill someone all of a sudden just because they didn't say their name," said Vina in a flat tone but piercingly.
"Vina!" Xingsheng warned in a quiet voice.
The emaciated man looked at her so sharp. "You may say that if I really were your enemy right now."
Xingsheng frowned with a questioning expression. "Who are you?"
The pale looking man walked over. Vina couldn't help but think about how the steps taken by that figure could seem so heavy, even though his body looked like it was only made up of bones. She blinked in surprise, as the figure got closer to them.
The small rod with the sharp tip seemed to glisten slightly as the light from the open ceiling hit it. It was made of metallic iron; looks small, but dangerous if the owner knows how to use it.