The Jester's sudden presence brought everything to a halt. Movement died where it stood, as if the world itself had been ordered to stop. All eyes were fixed on the two figures facing one another, the space between them carrying a certain sense of suffocation.
Neither moved as they stared at one another.
For just a moment, the world appeared to quiet down. All breaths held.
Until—
"I-I... should have known...!"
A hoarse voice shattered the silence, bringing everyone's attention towards the disheveled figure next to Seth, his eyes glaring at him.
"Y-you planned all of this. You... are with that... that thing."
His words weren't loud.
And yet, they managed to reach the ears of everyone present, shaking them out of their daze as their bodies started to move.
As they did, Kyle's voice grew louder.
"You did this!! You are a traitor!!"
He was screaming, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Seth as he weakly raised his hand to point at him.
"You... damn traitor!!"
