Keeping Elvirita rigidly against him, Zephyr held her protectively, keeping his emotions at bay with an eerie sensation brimming in his chest.
Not allowing his dangerous eyes to intoxicate her again and staring dead into his eyes, Zephyr growled.
"Who are you?"
"I can be whoever you want me to be,"
Smirking at this display of bravery, Darmiz decided to find out what special or enticing this human had himself.
Arching an eyebrow, he released his dark energy, focusing it on Zephyr only to see his reaction with a pernicious gist.
'What is this aura? It's not like Zirkos or a commander of the Abyss. It is undeniable evil. Who?'
Zephyr narrowed his eyes when his chest clenched with a darkness, tightening his breaths around his throat like a rope suffocating him.
"Zephyr…"
Elvirita called him breathlessly, clutching her chest like her merest eye-contact with Darmiz had drained her strength.