What is Aura?
Mike and the man stayed still for a few seconds, neither side making any move as they both inspected each other, and the more Mike looked at him, the stranger he felt.
'I can't get a read on him.' He realized with a small frown.
Despite having his senses locked onto the man, Mike couldn't tell much. His instincts told him he was dangerous... but that was it. He couldn't get a feel for his emotions or intent, which either meant the guy was somehow perfectly controlling his emotions, or he had none, two scenarios Mike found to be insane.
'Maybe it's his ability?' Mike wondered, but the man spoke and snapped him out of his thoughts.
"You're a curious one." He said, a serene smile on his face. "Your body is abnormally durable for your age, but I can't detect any signs of artificial strengthening. Were you born like this? No, that's not quite right either." He mused as he stood up, and Mike resisted the urge to make a face as he looked up.
