Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
"Send me over there after having breakfast… a few guards should be okay, no one else has to come with me" Derik said casually.
Hearing this Damian was shocked and impressed as well. To be able to keep his calm in such a situation showed his maturity and confidence in his strength.
"You know you might die?" Damian asked and Derik simply yawned and walked towards the door.
"No one can take my life" Derik's eyes let out a bright green flash as he said that word before leaving the room without waiting for a response.
Damian just stood there and gazed at Derik's back he shock. Ever since the night his timid son gained magic he had changed entirely, oozing off with confidence that made people around him instinctively believe in him. He didn't know why but he felt worried at first but after what happened right now he felt at ease. By the way, no one can kill his son!