Elias stood up, and looked back at the man that had materialized like a ghost.
The man was meeting his son, yet there was no greeting, or questions about his well being. He came straight to the point.
"Have you decided?" His question echoed across the room.
"I have decided. I will not return him to you." Elias stood up, and turned back to his father.
His answer didn't surprise the man. It was as if his father had already somewhat expected an answer like this. He only looked disappointed in that answer, as if it was truly a pity that things had come to this.
"Is that your final decision?" Silas asked, his sharp eyes glaring down at Elias as if looking deep within his soul.
This time, he didn't release any aura that could suppress or injure Elias. Instead, he simply stood there like an ordinary man, who didn't have even the slightest of supernatural abilities.
