The little boy named Xenon asked innocently, "An illustrious person like you would obviously not be associated with This Garbage from the slums, would you?"
The moment the little thing stated his insults towards Akon, a deafening, unnerving, ominous chill spread through the air itself. Akon looked at his brother, a shadow covered his face, as a small, chilling smile crept up onto his face.
Akon hurriedly spoke in panic, "Brother, this is not...wha….."
But before he could speak any further, a soft sound resounded in his ears. It contained no emotion or authority, but the words themselves were extremely heavy: "Quiet, Akon."
Akon felt his throat go dry. Many others within the bridge also sensed something was wrong in the surroundings, but weren't able to pinpoint the source of the problem. There were many other mages at that place with their families or relatives, even some mid-ranking mages.
