Yann's nervous gulp and shuddering were contagious. Even if Adam remained unfazed most of the time, a hint of worry found its way to his brow. He frowned, glaring at the panel hovering in front of the enforcer. What kind of magical technology was that, and what principle allowed it to scan their blood?
'Nothing like that exists in the magical world.' He massaged his temple with one hand, ensuring the other one was where the enforcer could see it. After all, the least he wanted was to create a scene at their first stop.
Soon, the enforcer's hazel eyes narrowed. He gestured to his two colleagues, and Yann let out a shrill gasp.
Greaves clinked against armored boots, and gauntlets tightened around weapons. Mana flared around their eyes in blue and green, wisps of water and wind drifting. Tension crackled between the two sides for a moment.
Adam almost imitated them with his own mana, but barely suppressed himself at the sight of the first enforcer.
