A visitor (2)

Vera yawned, observing the cold person's aura. He hadn't even blinked at the sight of two women locked in cages, but his aura was as turbulent as a tempest.

Not just that it was unruly, surrounding him like a fire, but it would also change colour. How interesting, she could only imagine the turmoil in his heart. However, his face didn't let anyone read a thing.

However, what made her wonder about him was the familiar energy next to him. She also felt oddly excited. As if something was going to happen.

Her attention was drawn away when another man walked in. She knew that figure well enough, that pace and walking. She knew him, and she didn't need to see him well to know whose golden aura it was.

What was Neven going there? Oh, true, he worked in security! But, was he involved with the traffickers? It would have been a real pity, but she knew perfect people didn't exist.

It meant he had to be evil to be believable.