Levy blinked rapidly, his gaze locked on the masked figure in the crowd. He's here? He hadn't expected this bastard.. the so-called worst boss in the world to show up again. Especially after how nicely he'd treated him last time. Didn't he say he wouldn't come back? And now here he was, lurking in the shadows like some creep.
Why the hell was he here? What did he want this time? To eat or snatch those elemental cores again? This fucker. Levy's mind scrambled. Part of him wanted to march over and give a lesson on how to be a decent, responsible boss.
A dozen thoughts crashed into each other some irritated, some itching to beat the crap out of whoever was under that mask, and a few smug ones whispering, See? He needs my help again. But then again none of it helped. Atleast not when Levy had more important things to focus on right now.
Troy had no patience for silence. The young noble's voice cut through the heavy air.
"Where are you looking? Do you want to die, boy?"
