For the first time since the Biggest Kev entered the room, genuine shock moved through Simon.
However, he made sure that It did not show on his face.
His sky-blue eyes remained calm, his breathing did not change, and the arms folded across his chest stayed exactly where they were. Inside, however, his thoughts had stopped for the briefest moment.
The Miser's Ring looked ordinary.
The Chaos Wraps looked like strips of black cloth covering his fingers and arms.
Neither Korran, Tarvak, nor any other demon in Velmora and even in the Shadowgrave Clan had shown the slightest awareness of what they truly were.
Yet Kev had looked at them once, guessed that they were artifacts and not mere decorations, and offered information about them.
Akaza's gaze immediately dropped toward Simon's hand. A faint flicker passed through his eyes before disappearing.
