Driving Rift, Flint.

"What war, man talk?" David seem to hear a couple of incorrigible voices and his eyes hardened.

Just when he was getting along with Flint so well, the young master decided to do this.

Flint refused David's order to go back, seemingly determined to know what they were talking about.

"Killed mother, war?" Its expression darkened and the lines on its body shine bright red as it pulsed, it face morphed into a snarl as it growled softly.

David glanced at the young master and then towards Flint. His eyes instantly changed, one turned blood crimson while the other pure gold color and he stared into Flint's eyes.

'I said GO BACK.' Flint's body immediately shook and his eyes showed its struggle, but it's pupils constricted and it immediately went back into the storage ring.