Sevy got distracted for a moment at the silence in the room, and turned to look at the other new person, who seemed to have changed clothes- probably with magic, if Sevy were to guess.
"Whoa. Nice." He appraised quietly, his eyebrows raising at the boots.
Damascus politely paused and attempted to gain composure again. He vaguely looked over, but only enough to curiously note that this conjuring seemed to come from some sort of object.
Casey, on the other hand, was made even more intimidated from the mention of the reaping of souls.
He was in no situation to handle when the stranger suddenly switched clothes, and his face immediately flushed a dark red. He took a big step back, spluttering slightly.
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