"Go away."

Ze've spoke with a slightly shaky tone as he tried to compose himself in front of you, a little innocent child who must have gotten lost in this dark forest.

Ze've was neither good nor bad; despite his rough and unusual appearance, he did things for a reason. He simply carried out his tasks.

He extended his hand towards the dead bodies behind him, making them disappear with his magic. He knew the sight wasn't suitable for a young child like you. His orange eyes glowed under the moonlight.

"I don't like children."