"Huginn." Darius called the raven.
Veronica almost jumped on her feet when a black raven emerged from seemingly empty space on Darius' shoulder.
"What is it?" Huginn clucked his beak.
"Tell Garmr to get ready. Just in case things went south."
"Got it!"
The black raven only blink once was already flying away and disappearing into realm-between-realm without a trace as if he never existed.
Veronica was bewildered by the talking raven. In fact, she was unable to tell if Huginn really existed or not. She couldn't possibly perceive Huginn's power level nor his presence. However, she strongly believed that the raven was also suppressing his true form to not cause inconvenience for his master.
Nevertheless, she didn't dare to question Darius about the raven's origin. She learned from experiences that high rank nobles always have a trick or two beneath their sleeve. There's always a price for knowing one's secrets.