The young man suddenly straightened his posture, his expression turning serious as his eyes swept across the surroundings. Then he looked at Frazanna and spoke with a firm tone, one that carried a strange confidence that did not quite match the tension in the air.
"I will deal with this alone."
Frazanna frowned immediately, her brows knitting together as she looked at him.
"Alone? What are you talking about? You felt it too, right? Something is wrong. This is not the time to act on your own."
The young man waved his hand as if brushing off her concern, though his eyes flickered with a trace of unease. "It is nothing. Just someone trying to test me. I can handle it."
Frazanna stepped forward, blocking his path slightly, her voice turning sharper. "You always say that. You always act like you can handle everything, but you do not even know what we are dealing with. This presence, it is not normal. It feels wrong."
