Quinton stood there, with a look of awe and raw fascination. His deep blue eyes roamed across the hall—at the sea of frozen bodies, each person locked in place mid-motion, strands of hair and drifting dust hanging in the still air.
As his eyes fell on Yuuto, who was walking out, he momentarily glanced at Alister, then back to the now frozen Kai.
'I remember that silver hair. But I swear… he looked a lot more… I don't know… manly back then.'
His eyes narrowed with an almost mischievous spark.
'Is he going to go through some kind of… re-awakening or something? Or… is he hiding his true figure?'
Alister then replied to Yuuto's earlier question.
"Get rid of them."
And still Yuuto held Alister's gaze, unblinking.
Then, almost reluctantly, he sighed.
"…Very well."
