'Alaric' stopped his musing, then sat up straight, looking at the two individuals in front of him. The aura around him intensified with malice that promised only destruction that would scare even the most hardened of mortal men away. Sadly for him, though, the two in front of him were far from 'ordinary'. The only mortal was 70 meters away and still slowly retreating.
With a malicious grin, he said. "It's you again, old man." The chill in the air was becoming denser around them.
Tian drew closer, his face forward with his eyes scanning every part of his body. The change in Alaric's physical form was something that wasn't present the last time this happened. He looked normal at the time, if not for the malice he was radiating at the time, he would have mistaken him for a normal person.
