Sin was still standing about a meter and half away from the two colour gang leaders. At first they believed that they were simply sweating due to nerves. Now, though, they could tell that their bodies were actually feeling hot due to the immense heat radiating off from Sin.
'How can someone produce so much heat? If I look at his feet it looks like the ground is being seared a little… is that smoke?' Riv noticed. 'It must be his Altered powers, but he's not even in his Altered form yet. Is such a thing even possible?'
The knowledge about Altered was limited to what the public had seen broadcasted on TV through competitions, celebrities and so on. However, those at the very top were wise enough to keep the best DNA of the most powerful ancient beast to themselves.
Of course, their forms would remain a secret to the general public. If anything one might be privy to some tales of their great feats, but even that would require a certain amount of influence.
Sin reached into his large overcoat that looked to be three sizes too big for him, causing the two colour gang leaders to flinch but they could see that he had merely brought out a cigarette. He placed it in his mouth, and Riv instantly reached into his pocket.
It was a custom between gang members to always have a lighter on them, purely to light it for members in a higher position. So far Riv had wanted to suck to Brandon, yet right now might be the only opportunity for him to get in the good graces of a dragon, compared to a large fish.
As he stepped forward and reached out though, Sin placed his palm open, indicating for him to stop. The next second as if watching a magic trick the cigarette lit on its own. The King took one large puff before proceeding to speak.
Chapter end
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