"It was a dark spirit. That is all you need to know about it." Natsu's voice, as calm as it ever was, delivered the reply to the man that called himself Dimitri while its owner studied the shallow dent in the black car's side. It didn't seem that the engine was damaged - it was just that, a small dent on the exterior. He threw the door on the driver's side open, and moving over to the passenger's seat, that, too, was opened.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't wonder were you unfamiliar with them. Mortals aren't supposed to know about them." he uttered then, sitting into the exquisite interior of the car. Once the man saw that much, he could at least explain him<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>he saw, couldn't he?<br/>"And close the door behind yourself." he reminded him then.