“I'm Gabriel Sigmund,”.

A voice yelled, causing everyone to freeze. The voice held authority and an inferential thread. Kyla and Sasha's heads snapped toward the source of the voice. Mutterings commenced erupting from all around them.

Sasha's eyes were went-wide. She hunched her forehead in confusion but deep down she started comprehending what Gabriel meant. While Kyle looks at Gabriel as if he has grown two skulls.

“For someone who is in Kyle's position, Kyle surely is dopey,” Gabriel thought as he rubbernecks straight at him.

“Yes, and I'm the President of France,” Kyle laughed and dramatically clapped his hands, but when no one laughed with him, Kyle quickly sobered up and fixed his tie. Clearing his throat, he walked towards Gabriel.

“What are you still doing here? I guess you only understand the hands' language,” Kyle laughed and asked while taking powerful steps towards Gabriel. Sasha tried saying something, but he totally ignored her.

Gabriel watched as Kyle tried to e