"Have you seen Sylas at the fighting ring before?" Evren suddenly asked, a small frown on his face as he thought of Sylas.
What on earth was he doing near a Spectral Gate? And why did Navian want to destroy it?
Ezrik didn't take his eyes off his phone as he answered, keeping his voice flat. "Yeah. I saw him talking to Han the day I went to get my money. He looked… relaxed. Like it was his turf."
Evren's brow lifted. "Why would he point a gun at Navian then? Doesn't that seem—"
Ezrik cut him off with a small pop of his lips. "Nope."
"Huh?" Evren sounded genuinely baffled.
"Do not get involved, Evren, stop being curious." Ezrik gave him a pointed look.
Evren blinked. "Why? I mean, aren't you curious too?"
