His teeth suddenly gritted together, his expression turning fierce.
"…Frost…"
Zephyrion's eyes sharpened slightly.
'I see.'
Zephyrion had long held his suspicions, but they had never truly been confirmed. The first time he encountered that man had been within the Pyrian territory.
There, Frost's appearance had been entirely different. With crimson hair and eyes, he had resembled a Pyrian through and through.
Yet the moment they reached the Order, he had simply shed that appearance, his hair and eyes turning snow white.
Even then, Zephyrion had sensed that the transformation hadn't merely been superficial. It had gone far deeper than that.
Now, Demorian had confirmed those suspicions.
"…he can use multiple elements?"
"Yes!" Demorian growled. "That bastard… during the destruction of the Verdant Empire, he used their own element to wipe them out! That's why the entire world thinks it was some internal conflict!"
'Wood.'
