The captain, the soldier and Vilhelm paused to let Nero do whatever he wanted to do. But not a single one of them were prepared for the massive torrent of black smoke that emerged from the sewage opening.
For a moment they raised their guard to defend against the thick smoke, but it took only a moment to realise that it posed no threat to them. Of course, while that was the case for them, the dozens of soldiers surrounding them immediately honed in on the fog, ready to attack at the slightest display of a threat.
"Stop! Don't interfere!" the captain yelled as he stood behind Nero, and locked his sight onto the smoke.
"You can touch the fog if you want," said Nero, showing the captain by putting his hand through the smoke, allowing it to harmlessly move around it. "It's become inert."
He did not need to specify why: the captain's innate ability relied on touch, and maybe touching the smoke might give him some insight about it. Nero wouldn't say no to learning more about it.
