Chapter VII part ii - Bursting Bubbles Gets You In Trouble
Cari
Arion beamed at me. “You know me? I’m honored!”
A muscular senior stood beside the pterippos, towering over our table. His eyes were an icy blue, piercing into mine from beneath straight white bangs. He reminded me of an anime character, or something straight out of a comic. The pin on his left lapel was a white lunar spiral, the same as Arion’s and Jett’s.
So he’s a Hunter, I deduced, glaring back at him. What’s his deal?
Arion noticed my impromptu glaring contest with his friend. “Oh, and this is Feliks! He writes for the sports section of The Arcane Citizen. Don’t mind him, that’s just how he always looks.”
A small wrinkle formed above the bridge of Feliks’ nose as he broke eye contact with me to ask Arion in a surpri
