Honey Badger's brow furrowed tightly.
She knew naturally what Aiwass meant. Putting aside the details, this technique was also often used by Hawkeye; it wasn't particularly sophisticated or dark.
But... from where did His Holiness procure such a spy?
A Son of the Moon who completely betrays his own kind? Could such a person truly exist?
Honey Badger scrutinized the little girl, only to feel a chill run down her spine—
The girl was like an abyss, quietly absorbing all the light around her. A sort of pure, terrifying malevolence nearly pricked the depths of her pupils.
At that moment, the crow perched on the girl's shoulder suddenly turned its head, its ruby-like eyes locking with Honey Badger's.
Honey Badger almost exploded with fur standing on end—a strong sense of fear and murderous intent seized her heart. An overwhelming force numbed her body, almost instinctively driving her into the shadows...