Sight of Soul Essence (3)

"Y-Y-You are from back then..." The ice troll "caster" said in a stutter.

He could already picture himself being cut with the blade that the being of death was drawing.

"I see you still remember me, shaman. You took me by surprise with those trinkets of yours." Danzel said while holding a small wolf totem before crushing it with ease.

"You reminded me of how annoying a magic caster is with teleportation capabilities."

Hearing this, the eyes of the ice troll shaman widen.

"H-How?" 

The shaman was clearly confused.

He never told any of his tribe or even anyone about his teleportation spell. It was one of his trump cards and reassurance in case he found himself in a bad situation. So there was no possible way that the being in front of him could possibly know how his spell was.

Seeing the clear confusion on his face, Danzel shook his head.