Xeari's fingers drummed against the table, his grey eyes sharp.
"The most suspected here are either Night or Kaelric." She paused, watching Ryuzaki's face carefully. "Night is one of the most suspected since he jumped in to save her himself."
Ryuzaki's jaw tightened, his hands resting calmly on the armrest of his coach. The memory of that poisoned drink still burned in his throat, a bitter reminder of how close he'd come to death.
His dark eyes remained steady as the pieces clicked together in his mind.
"Which means she was a trap that almost killed me." His voice was controlled but carried an edge of cold realization. He remained seated, his composure intact despite the fury building within. "If I wasn't a shadow myself, that poison would have killed me."
Xeari nodded slowly, his expression grim. "Which means the girl is an enemy who hasn't researched much about you or doesn't even know how your powers work."
