Ethan waved his hand, and the shadows dissolved. The lifeless bodies collapsed like puppets with cut strings.
"Alright, let's go, brother. We should free our friend."
David's brows knit, the memory of a certain clingy woman flashing through his mind.
"Don't call her our friend. She's just an acquaintance to me."
Henry only shook his head, giving David's shoulder a firm pat before heading up the stairs without a word.
Ethan blinked at the sudden tension. With a grin, he reached out to pat David's shoulder too, but David strode forward, ignoring him.
"Tch. No fun. Bennett has a better sense of humor than you."
David stopped, staring at him in mild puzzlement."Where did that boy come into the conversation?"
"I'm just saying. And why are you calling him a boy? He's nineteen, you're twenty-five. Don't act like an old geezer."
David's finger twitched, itching to land a punch on that smug face."Shut up. and move your twig legs. Henry's already gone."
