The pressure he releases—he would notice me immediately, even if I tried to hide my aura." Damian lowered his voice. "My aura is too large. It's impossible to hide something like mine without someone powerful detecting it."
Nolan nodded slowly.
"Yeah, he would notice. But still… you can kill him in the blink of an eye, anytime you want." He crossed his arms. "The only reason I don't want you taking action—and the only reason Lyra isn't attacking either—is because the dwarves will see us killing demons. And when they see our strength, they will feel indebted to me. That way, they will put their whole heart into forging my sword."
Damian bowed his head slightly, respect clear in his voice.
"Yes, Master… you are truly wise."
"Maybe I am," Nolan said. He had just finished speaking when he felt a presence.
He turned his head—and saw a dwarf flying toward them at high speed.
She landed lightly on the ground, dust lifting around her feet.
