"So this is the guy you were hunting, huh?" Silas stared at the ruby haired girl with his brows knitted. She nodded silently, then he turned to the shaken man, "You are very lucky."
The man, whose body was drenched in blood, with cuts and bruises all over his skin was unable to utter a word. He stared at the woman standing beside Silas, "She's quite familiar."
'Of course, she was wrapped up like cocoon earlier, and he must have only seen Ether's face.' Silas nodded his head, then turned to stare at the side of Ether's face, "Maybe she is."
"She tried to shoot me with a gun," Ether turned to stare into Silas' eyes. Her crimson eyes, along with the golden rings around them, gleamed in a strange light, "Let's kill him."
"Hey, you can't go saying things like that." Luke immediately butted in, stepping forth to stand between Ether and the man with a decisive expression, "You can't go killing him."
