Felix quickly answered. "We were eating lunch when suddenly the sound of glass breaking came. I looked and saw Deacon Sylvester falling out of the ninth floor, his back facing the ground, while Bishop Norman had an evil smirk on his face."
'Brats like him don't respond well to kindness or threats. So the only way to deal is to mentally break them and then rebuild.' He reminded himself, not wanting to feel bad for beating a kid bloody. 'Everyone is a threat, or at most, a possible pawn. No one can be an ally.'
Woosh!âSuddenly, Sylvester felt a gust of wind hit his face. He turned his eyes forward, and there it was⌠the ghost stood directly in front of him, its faceless head looking down.
After thinking for a few minutes, Lucien finally decided on green. For some reason, having red hair and green eyes reminded him of that handsome protagonist that he had read about in one of his favorite novels.