Myles looked at Lilian with eyes so sharp and heavy with anger that it felt as though the emotion inside him would never truly fade anymore. The pressure behind that stare no longer resembled ordinary rage. It carried something darker and far more oppressive, something that made even the air around him feel colder and heavier.
Lilian stayed silent beneath that gaze.
Not long ago, she had always viewed herself as a being standing far above everyone in this world. Humans had looked insignificant to her, fragile creatures struggling at the bottom of existence while she came from a higher realm entirely. Even Myles had once been nothing more than an interesting human tied to her through benefit and circumstance.
But now things were different.
The man standing in front of her no longer felt weak. He no longer carried the presence of someone insignificant. Somewhere along the way in that battle with Red, Myles had already changed into something else entirely.
