Vacuse didn't even register all of that. His eyes were filled with greed as he saw the Phoenix feather that was now his own.
On the other side, Duke Lavi shrugged. "Well... it seems we know who the first kill would be."
Duke Draemir was just of the same opinion. He even frowned. "To be honest, I thought the Vorrakyn would create something to surprise us, but isn't this just a little too... small? What is a single person supposed to do?"
Duke Lavi snorted. "We'll be done here even more quickly than I expected. I left the very beautiful Lady of the Red Leaves behind. I have to warm her up for her dead husband after all."
Duke Draemir flashed a look of envy as he heard that. He should have been the one to get to her first. He sighed, then he blinked. "Oh? He's stopping?"
Indeed, Vacuse had stopped running.
And all attention was focused on him.
'...Rith... are you ready...'
'...of course...'
