He looked at the Demon with solemn eyes after being surprised for a second.
The smoke wavered, and it was whipped by another billowing dust coming from Nan Yang's blackened hands.
With a swirl of his arm, he snapped his fingers, causing the fog to disperse from one another.
He has no clue what plots he had on sleeves, but So Eun was undoubtedly uneasy at the other's smiling features, even though the wicked essence swirled around him.
From then on, he closes his eyes and delightedly open both his arms.
The blackened smoke roared and twisted rapidly before it envelopes the three of them.
Due to the state of the moment, So Eun raise his hands covering his face, he'd only feel the smoke gathering around them as if it has lives on its own.
He pursed his lips, only then did he realized the screeching.