Rex raises his gaze when he heard the door to the castle was opened once again.
Likewise, his eyes glimmer with a reddish hue as he stares at the people that are entering the throne room with not but one nervous stride, coming from the woman at the center of the group who is holding her bleeding stomach in pain, limping through the floors.
As her blood dripped to the floor, a subtle wind catches it before disintegrating it.
Gelmar who was watching from the side felt the need to serve, and he kept Giana's dripping blood away from staining the royal place. Even if he doesn't have the necessary strength to help yet, small courtesy is a must to gain points in Rex's eyes.
Slowly raising her gaze, Giana was met with Rex's amused expression.
Not only was he leaning his head against his fist leisurely, his sitting posture didn't change showing that he viewed Giana as someone that can't threaten him, boasting the gap in their strength indirectly once again.