Theron's face had such a gentle, soothing air to it. And yet his words were painted by something completely different.
At the moment, he looked like a general who had seen thousands of battlefields, fought hundreds of wars, one that had lost count of the number of individual battles he had been caught in, the number of people he had slayed.
He spoke to a Timeless Fairy as though he really didn't know who she was. But whether he did or not hardly mattered… not when he had announced such a thing.
Theron's words were like a jolt through Lyra, and she immediately turned to face off against Daisy as though she was the one who was going to protect him.
Daisy was in a state of shock due to Theron's words, but when she saw this she couldn't help but sputter.
"Little girl, hasn't anyone ever told you it's best to mind your own business sometimes? You should be more like this one here." Daisy pointed toward Ayame, but Ayame hadn't moved either.
Lyra frowned. "Theron is my business."
