Voltain laughed slightly at her remark about who this ‘he’ was. He purposefully didn’t mention the name to people he had met who saw his scar, Voltain didn’t even like opening up as much with most people but something about Julianne made him feel at ease.

“My eye feels much better then before, still stings though,” he said slightly shrugging it off “as for ‘he’, ‘he’ is my bother. His name is Sefirosu, sadistic, egotistical man I might add.”

Voltain removed his katana and balanced it against the wall; he then turned his back to Julianne and lifted up his shirt.

“I received that six years ago this day,” Voltain said “I then received the slash across my eye today when I met him again for the first time in those six years. What a great way to reconnect after all these years.”

Voltain began laughing at the end, but he couldn’t help but think of what he saw today.

“So what are you doing in this town?” he asked again trying to push those thoughts out of his head that just wouldn’t go away.