Theron let his dagger spin in his hand, its black blade leaving streaking shadows with every twist and turn. He didn't look up even after Patriarch Shonagh stood, the smile he had given to Chen having already turned back toward Patriarch Umbra.
"It's time, Emery," Patriarch Shonagh spoke, and Patriarch Umbra paused for a moment, looking over toward Chen's father.
Theron's gaze flickered. It seemed that… he was correct. His eyes quickly shifted over to Ayame. He concentrated his voice through his Third Eye.
Don't speak. I have a feeling your Third Eye isn't strong enough and they'll sense you.
As quickly as Theron made eye contact with Ayame, he looked away even faster, his action so subtle that no one caught onto it. He wasn't familiar with this technique and he had only just learned it was possible due to Ayame.
