Turning around, Razeal finally fixed his gaze on the two men who had stood silently while he spoke to Nancy. He had half-expected them to interrupt, maybe even to jump at his exposed back in the middle of his conversation. But they hadn't. They had behaved well surprisingly well.
Honestly, he didn't even know why he had bothered to talk so much to the girl in the first place. Was it pity? Curiosity? No. If he was honest with himself, maybe he just wanted to create more chaos for Riven. To twist the threads of fate further out of shape. Let's fuck the plot even more, he thought, his lips curling into a faint smirk. The story's already gone so far off-course, most things can't be predicted anymore anyway.
Now, his attention returned to Ranguard and Togi. Both men stood stiffly in the snow, watching him with guarded eyes. Their muscles were taut, their posture ready, yet they hadn't moved.
