The crowd continued to praise "Judgement" while Silas simply stood before them with a worried expression.
Looking over at Seraphina, he could see her hide her face away from him in embarrassment. It was something he couldn't help but chuckle at, yet he quickly threw the thought aside and looked at the man standing a few meters in front of him again.
"This is the last time I'll ask. I'd like to talk to your leader, who by the way, isn't judement yet." Silas rolled his eyes.
The crowd quieted down for a moment, yet it only took a second for their mocking stares to turn into ones of hostility toward him.
Their eyes were now, for some reason, filled with hatred. He couldn't really understand it, but he wasn't going to take it lightly either.
For some reason, they saw him as their enemy, and if that continued to be the case, the situation would most likely get quite uncomfortable in the future.