Hearing the noise of two men from the his back he turned his head slowly carefully watching the person who doesn't seem to work inside this jail, at first he thought this guy was from the government, Perhaps and agent who wants to get some valuable information from him but he was mistaken, The man claimed to be a lawyer who called himself Jonathan Almerez, A Fancy Name indeed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Yea, boy you are also lucky to have a visitor who requests your time alone."<br/></span><br/>Cen closed the book and turned around to face both men, he had a blur vision due to the dim light (and he had a weak vision in the dark as well) blinking a few times he saw the guard placing the food on the floor<span style="color: #4040FF">"Ah, how I love simple food, thanks." </span>he said taking the plate by his hand.<br/><br/>As he sat on the floor he  rose his head at the cell door, the guard seems to leave Jonathan alone with the Ex-Demon warlord that's weird since when the government started sending reckless men to meet him? still Cen thought this was a man under cover by the government even if he isn't he was hoping he is an interesting guy at least.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"First , my name is Jonathan Almerez, I wilk opt as your lawyer, and detective . Given that you cooperate properly , I may be able to get you out of this cell." </span><br/><br/>He watched him carefully as he took the cigar off his lips due his weak vision he thought it was a bite or something he was chewing but when John walked closer under the sunlight and let the Cigar drops on the floor.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Cen twitched, as if he saw a ghost...<br/></span><br/>In a careful slow motion he placed the plate down and walked to the bars, the Smoke surrounded him and it irritated him as hell he felt like fainting but thankfully he didn't, he felt some splitting headache pain inside his Skull as if it was about to explode, Cen has always feared cigars and Tobacco is almost allergic to him.<br/><br/>Placing both hands on the bars and his head between them he called the Guard he spoke is a dizzy but calm voice<span style="color: #4040FF">"Hey help, This Soul is killing me~... the smoke is thick in my cell~"</span>his voice sounded dizzy, not only that his behavior toward Cigars is weird but he just referred to John as<span style="font-weight: bold">'This Soul' </span>instead of<span style="font-weight: bold">'This person'</span>