Hidden in the darkness, Sunny was leaning on the wall with his arms crossed. There was a grimace on his face, as if he was suffering from a toothache.
Which, of course, was impossible — his teeth were notoriously indestructible, not to mention deadlier than most enchanted weapons.
He barely ever met abominations whose hide he couldn't bite through. However, sinking his teeth into an idea would be difficult even for Sunny.
"Ah, that man… is impossibly frustrating."
A bitter sigh escaped from his lips.
Asterion had come to the Immortal Flame manor uninvited — an unfortunate event, but not an entirely unexpected one. Then, he questioned the authority of the manor's owner, suggesting that he'd do a far better job of ruling over humanity.
