The black-haired girl froze for a split second, her emotionless eyes widening just a fraction as she sensed a presence directly behind her.
She whipped around, the scythe fragments still fading in the air.
Alex stood there casually, hands in his pockets, his skeleton mask tilted slightly.
Her dark eyes narrowed sharply.
Without a word, she immediately backed up a few steps, creating distance, her small frame tense and ready.
Remus, the blond-haired man, tensed visibly beside her, his amber eyes locked on Alex.
He spoke cautiously in a loud voice, projecting authority despite his wariness.
"Why are you attacking us?"
"I don't remember if we did something to offend someone named Lucifer."
Alex slowly turned his masked face toward him.
"Look, guys, I'm not here to create trouble. You were the ones who attacked us first and took our supplies."
Remus gestured sharply toward the scattered remains of his clan members across the courtyard, his voice rising.
