"How do you know?" Kayn's voice, laced with anger and disbelief, rang out as he released his aura. The invisible pressure from his body slammed into the walls of the bar like a crashing wave.
Bottles cracked. The ceiling began to tremble slightly. One by one, the regular people screamed and bolted for the exit.
As always, whenever a fight broke out between Climbers, it was the civilians who paid the price.
"Calm down. We can talk," Daniel said, looking at him with indifference.
But Kayn only intensified the pressure. His aura grew thicker, heavier—like it was suffocating the air itself. Eva instinctively took a step back.
Daniel lowered his head and took a deep breath. Then, he unleashed his own aura like a storm—cold, heavy, and controlled.
"I told you that's enough... or do I need to spell it out for you like you're some beast?" he said in a cold, steady voice.
Kayn froze for a moment. His brows furrowed, his gaze locked onto Daniel's aura.
