"… What is happening here, Aldric?"
As Aldric's hand released its grip over her eyes, Bastian's voice, sharp and authoritative, sliced through the confusion. However, what was even more bewildering was that he didn't rush immediately to her aid.
Was this truly the same Bastian she had known before?
"I fell from my horse, and Lady Adelaide here… She… She performed a miracle for me. My essence was far more dominant, sapping her strength. I urge you not to misjudge the situation."
While Aldric's words held truth, his tone carried an odd twist, as if he were bending the narrative. His explanation seemed to hint at a different story.
"Misjudge? … There's no space for misinterpretation this time," Bastian responded with a dryness in his tone.