[Zane Eliezer’s POV]
The results were to be declared, but Diren wasn’t letting my mind in peace.
Young Eliezer, that kid earlier. His voice was echoing in my brain while I waited on the bleachers for the points to be counted by the staff. What was his name? YOUNG ELIEZER! Even in my mind, he was piercing my eardrums. I held my ears in annoyance and under my breath I said with a cough, “Ryu Carol.”
Has he really not lost his wolf? Young Eliezer, I want to meet that kid again. Please, please, please! He kept screaming in my mind. I hit the pendant beneath my clothes. AAAAH! What are you doing! Stop sending earthquakes in my home! Diren was unusually restless that day. He kept on asking about Ryu; I don’t know why.
But my concerns were someone else, the boy who never showed his face, almo
