His pale golden vertical pupils slowly swept across Helena's face, the fury within forcefully suppressed, replaced by a chilling scrutiny.
He could sense the spatial rule fluctuations emanating from this white-robed witch; it wasn't strong but like a dark current deep in the sea, hiding a power that could engulf everything beneath a calm surface.
He had battled with space-element demons and natives from other planes before, but the aura of the person in front of him made him instinctively reluctant to start a conflict easily.
"Helena." He spoke slowly, his voice deep and cold, "This is between him and me, you'd better stay out of it."
Helena tilted her head slightly, her delicate face still devoid of much emotion, as if confirming a very ordinary matter: "I'm not here to meddle between you two; I recently have an experiment needing a bit of Golden Dragon Blood, and it so happens I met you here, so I'm here to retrieve my experiment materials."
