"You are here." It was a voice of a young male, "This is the second time that you have to come here during dawn. I'm glad that you are still alive."

They all turned their focus on the kid around ten years old sitting leisurely on one of the couches. He was a handsome kid with black eyes and hair, wearing long ruffled white sleeves tucked with black pants.

He may look young, but his demeanor was that of an adult.

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"Good to see you, sir Topaz Grey," Damien replied while smiling faintly.

The kid called Topaz turned his head towards Lixon then asked, "This is?"

"My new assistant, Lixon Rayver."

"Oh?"

He stood from his couch and walked towards them. He extended his hand then greeted the young man, "Please to meet you."

Lixon also reached his hand, but he suddenly froze when he made contact with it. The kid's hand was cold as an ice block. He subconsciously retook his hand and felt that his hair stood because of its coldness.