14 The Order Pt.2-Edited (1/2)
Drakos looks at Logan who stands on guard. Logan glances over to his son, ”Your swordsmanship skill has increased, the way you are holding your sword with both hands at a level position is quite impressive, when did you get so strong?” He asked with furrowed eyes.
”I guess I just took charge,” Drakos said with a smirk. He didn't know what it was, but his new young body was way stronger and faster than his past life body, maybe it was the large amount of Qi and Mana flowing within his body or it was Heroic System. He felt more powerful than ever. But there were so many questions he wanted to ask his new family and there was so much to discover in this new world. He didn't even have time to cultivate and gain knowledge in this world. It was like he was thrust right in the middle of all the action. However, Drakos was ready for anything.
”You finally grew some balls,” Logan gripped the handle of his Long-Sword and walks towards the second door of the house. The other main door was broken from the fight between Logan and the Armored Titan.
Logan peeks his eyes through the crack, he sees Aragon with two black cloaked masked shadow figures. Each shadow figure had a different animal face mask, one had a red metal fox mask and the other had a stone dragon mask that was all black. Their genders could not be distinguished, it was like their dark aura was entirely blocking out their identities.
”Aragon who are they?” Logan asked as he clenched his sword's leather handle tighter.
”Logan you must let us in. There is an important situation we must talk about,” Aragon had a serious face, he was wearing a combat cloak with chain mail steel armor on his chest and steel platings on his shoulders.
Logan nods his head, he knew Aragon's words were honest, he could see sense that his aura was calm and collected. As for the two mask shadow figures he couldn't sense or read their aura. All he saw was some sort of shadow black mist surrounding their bodies.
Aura was the persona of each human being, each color had a different meaning. Red symbolized rage and anger, blue was calm and honest, and green was wise and cunning. Of course, there were more colors and meaning to each aura, but it all depended on your gut-feeling and instincts on who to trust.
Logan didn't trust anyone, but his family. As for Aragon he was his closest friend and was like a brother to him, so he kind of trusted Aragon enough to enter the house.
”Who are those two?” Logan asked face to face with Aragon.
”Trust me. You do not want to fight them. It would wise not to,” Aragon placed his hand's on top of Logan's shoulders to calm him down.
”You must be Logan Storm of Clan Hell Wolf I have so many legends about you,” Says the shadow figure with a red fox mask as he twirls around a razor-sharp serrated dagger on its fingertips. The combat dagger looks like a sharks tooth.