GlooMi was still not sure about this star person. His fear did not seem genuine.
"Well I guess you aren't a complete moron." a cold voice said behind her. GlooMi turned pale white and spun her barstool to glance at the man behind her. He was tall with silver hair and a small silver beard. His dark cloak was whipping about him, though there was no wind. His eyes however were a dark, yet piercing green.
"M-m-m-Master." GlooMi stuttered nervously.
"As for you," the man said. "Try anything and I will reduce you to a quivering shell. One of you here has felt a small taste of my apprentice's wrath, and that was not even one tenth of a percent of her power. Imagine feeling the full wrath of the master!" on that note, he disappeared with swirl of black and a "crack!"