The two men received the food first, before they looked for a secluded area to speak.
Nevian stared at Kyrell as if he were a sinner. His eyes were glaring thunderbolts at him as if waiting for the man to explode to death.
"How dare you hide such a huge matter from me?" he seethed, his jaw ticking in anger while he clenched his fists.
"It all happened suddenly. What do you expect me to do?" Kyrell said, scowling lightly. "I was worried out of my mind when I saw Miss Lawrence lose consciousness. Do you think I'd remember anything else?"
Nevian huffed, not convinced by his words. He looked away, trying to calm himself down.
"Do you think they'll fight?" Isaac asked when he saw how tense the air around the men was. It was as if two gods were exchanging blows, each more earth-shattering than the other.
