The First Encounter [2]

"Greed."

Boom—!

Maybe it was out of instinct, but the moment those words left the boy's lips, Amelia immediately waved her hand, her magic sword materializing in an instant, slashing toward the boy with a burst of energy. 

The others flinched and jumped back, taken aback by her sudden aggression.

"Amelia, what are y—"

Belle exclaimed, questioning her impulsive behavior.

"He's one of them! One of the people Brandon warned us about!"

But as the dust settled, the boy stood completely unharmed. 

The sword had not even grazed him. 

He remained still, a calm smile tugging at his lips.

"You strike without understanding. But to destroy without comprehension…. isn't that the root of all greed?"

The boy tilted his head. On his hand was a rock, which he seemed to have grabbed from the shattered ground.

The rock shimmered faintly around the boy.