Jade stood quietly by the entrance for a moment instead of speaking immediately.
The moment he entered the living room, the first thing that assaulted him was not the sight of the captains gathered together, but the scents hanging heavily in the air. They intertwined like invisible threads, each distinct from the other, lingering in every corner of the room, almost suffocating him.
He glanced sideways at Claude with an inquisitive gaze. "Do you smell them, too?" he asked quietly.
Claude's face darkened. Then, he nodded quietly. His gaze swept across the people present. He had already noticed the faint scent they were emitting earlier; hence, his reluctance to let them enter the same space where Jade was.
Kenneth was leaning casually against the kitchen island with his arms folded. Irvin occupied one end of the sofa with his usual relaxed posture. Xian sat opposite him, brows furrowed as though he had been troubled by something for quite some time.
