"Are you already feeling something?" The old demon stepped toward Iwan with a troubled look.
To others, Iwan seemed to be acting like a clown, shouting gibberish while covering his head like a monkey. But, the old demon, who had already been doubtful because of the withered grasses around the circle, knew something was amiss.
"I can't see anything wrong with him." His question was left unanswered by Iwan while the power of his eyes, which he took pride in, had failed to see anything unordinary.
Iwan released his head and composed himself before turning to the old demon.
"I am going crazy because of not training for a day." Iwan said to the old demon leaving the troubled old demon speechless.
His eyes seemed serious enough to anger the old demon.
The old demon threw a soft fist at Iwan. It looked gentle, but the speed behind the the fist coming at Iwan wasn't slow at all. Instead, it was fast and straight like a needle.