His pupils glowing bright red in the dark room.
"I will ask you one more time, who are you," as he tightened his grip.
The mysterious man could barely speak, as he was trying to figure out what was happening.
A student burst through his door while sleep walking and repeatedly saying,
"Let him go, let him go."
He didn't know what was going on.
Students continued to walk into his room.
He looked at the man, and he smiled.
"It's too noisy here, let's go somewhere quiet."
Before the man could protest, Kael vanished and reappeared miles away from the academy.
He was now floating in the sky, his hand still gripping tightly onto the man's throat, dangling him with ease.
The strange man legs started to kicked wildly in the air, like he was trying to loosen his grip—
But it only made him squeeze tighter.
He wasn't standing.
He wasn't flying.
He was floating in place, like a god, hovering in the sky.
The moon shimmered silver light behind him.
