Xion sat on his bed, his thin fingers flipping the pages of the book, adding the details he had missed during the day.
He had deliberately choked Caspian to see if he was the one controlling the Death Walkers. But there was no response.
Even after he cut off those heads, the blood and flesh didn't entice the creatures in the slightest.
At first, Xion wanted to keep Caspian and slowly extract the truth from him, but he figured it was useless.
His letters had likely been intercepted midway. Perhaps Darius had already realized and stopped sending replies long ago.
No wonder he received a mere few sentences in response, telling him that things were fine.
In his letters, he had mentioned the situation of the patients and the authorities.
Although most of it was filled with his own itinerary of eating and sleeping on time, he still couldn't directly cross out the leakage of sensitive information.
Who would have thought even their most trustworthy channel could be intercepted?
