Kael looked at the figure walking towards them, and he had this grim look on his face. Like whatever Nira had said to him was enough to lock the Hakana buried deep within his body.
As the figure got closer, Kael stood still, anticipating what he was going to do.
Zeuxis walked majestically, his broad and muscular arms showing months and days of practice.
His sword and two daggers were since clenched at the far end of his hands, and of course he was a bit sweaty.
"I don't know, Nita is stooping so low to talk to a boy who doesn't even know what he wants." he said angrily as his eyes darted towards her.
"You stay out of this, Zeuxis. I was not talking to you!" Nira snapped.
"Not talking to me, eh! But you would rather talk to this rat!" Zeuxis shouted.
Kael was about to move, bu
