"…"
Davis watched Myria leave before he returned his gaze to his palm and took out the status plate to activate it.
Instantly, a projection appeared before him, one that was shaped into a black-robed man.
The projection was wavy, but it was colorful. His skin was pale, and his face was uncovered. He looked young but didn't seem to have eyes, literally, as it was not present. Instead, there was a faint pitch-black vortex that seemed to drive fear amongst those who looked at him.
However, Davis merely blinked as he saw the black-robed man smile deeply.
"Surprised? I had this status plate specially made for you, one that would allow us to communicate face-to-face since you're so unwilling to meet me."
"Haha," Davis couldn't help but chuckle at Deathseeker's shrill yet grave voice, "Let's meet then."
"Are you serious?"
His words caused Deathseeker's brows to rise, causing Davis to smilingly shake his head.