Behind the pristine white ranger cape and the silver ornaments scattered across Duvilin's vestments, there was a hidden symbol.
Just a small visible edge was enough to tell me that.
I slowly reached my hand forward, pushing part of the cape aside. The white fire touched my fingers immediately but didn't burn. The sensation was too strange to call it heat. A faint tingling crossed my skin alongside a localized weakness, as if that flame were absorbing my OXI directly through my hand.
BEEP!
The sudden chirp of the comm dropped my stomach instantly, but I kept my expression neutral as I pulled my hand back from the cape.
"One second, Duvilin."
He stayed motionless behind me.
I activated the comm.
"What is it, Oliver? Problem?"
"It's not Oliver, you bastard." Veric's voice came fast and clearly worried. "What the hell is that energy leaking out of your room? What's going on in there? Are you in trouble?"
'Shit.'
Of course they'd notice.
