Kaidën
"Does it matter who the person is to me?" I give the man in front of me a pointed look.
A jarring smile lines his face, enhancing his harsh eyes.
I finally notice something I have been ignoring-something so glaringly obvious-something that has been staring me right in the face.
As if picking up that I've noticed the oddity he is, he quirks a curious brow at me.
"You're different too, aren't you? I can sense it." He takes a step closer, but doesn't drop the sword he has pointed at me.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I give him a bored look, deciding this talker might not have the intention of killing me.
He moves the sword lazily, his eyes tracing my every movement, not missing a thing.
I don't know if he's aware of my shadows yet, but the thing different abo
