The Exalted One changed his wave to a pulling gesture, lifting the male survivor off the ground and drawing him towards himself without any effort.
He brought the young man's floating body right up close until he could see his face carefully.
"State your name." The Exalted One ordered.
"Florian," the young man replied without a hint of fear. One could even see traces of a smile on his face as he looked rather intrigued with the spell that held him floating in the air.
The Exalted One tilted a brow slightly, but simply stared at Florian without speaking.
His behavior was uncanny. There really was no fear in his eyes at all. This was not normal, because even though the Exalted One wasn't releasing any aura, there was still a silent oppression that would influence anyone close to a Lawbearer by default.
And he wasn't just any Lawbearer. He was the Exalted One.
