Khael's breath caught in his throat.
(Bad news. All of them.)
He took a small step forward.
It was enough.
Raiquen's gaze met his.
And then—
He smiled.
Smooth. Calm. Confident.
"You all from Veyl Academy?" Raiquen asked.
Khael blinked, then nodded.
"Yeah. I'm Khael… and these are Ceyla and Juno."
"THIS ISN'T A SCHOOL MEET-AND-GREET, YOU IDIOT," Ceyla snapped, still rising to her feet.
Khael shrugged awkwardly.
"W-Well… I figured maybe he'd like to know? Heheh…"
"(Well I have a reasons about this… I need him… to think we are neutral)"
Juno sighed.
"Not the time, Khael."
Raiquen chuckled.
"Well then, Khael… I'll kindly ask you to stay out of our way. This matter doesn't concern outsiders."
Khael's smile dropped.
"Sorry. This is our mission."
Sil's glyphs paused in midair.
Kirell tensed.
Braggen's muscles flexed like coiled trunks.
Raiquen's voice lowered, calm but absolute.
