Seeing their less agile movements, neither of the Guardians was Ausmane. I brought out my phone and called the unknown number Ausmane entered into my contact list. He answered with a voice so shockingly different over the phone, I couldn’t speak for a moment.
“I’m on the terrace,” I told him.
He made a disgruntled sound. “Why are you outside?” I hung up, not giving him the chance to waste time on this stupid argument.
Only minutes later, a loud thud shook the platform behind me. I swivelled around to see a tall, black-armoured Guardian with head completely hidden in a thick helmet and a smooth tinted face-mask. Had he flown from up there? Damn, I missed it.
He tapped his helmet at the neck, and it unfastened, folding into a seamless hood at his nape. His eyes had been glowing, maki
