Danny's First Word

The next day, a carriage that bore the insignia of the Henshaw Family rolled into town. The city guards were already very used to seeing Michael and his boys, but when they saw him now, they could not help but be shocked.

"Hey, Wes, David. How's the morning going?" Michael asked the two guards who stood on the outside of the city gates. The two young men stared at him strangely, but Michael could not blame them.

He had taken the time to examine himself properly, and he noted all the peculiarities of his form. His blue eyes had a silvery hint to them, and his skin was slightly paler. Not only that, but he had grown in height a bit more, putting him well above the average height. Aside from that, he now carried a natural air of power and superiority that he would have formerly needed to actively channel before. Now, he just drew so much attention because of the presence of the passive aura.