Let’s have a duel

Meanwhile, while Mira and Louis were looking for the supposed creature, Zane knocked on Viktor’s door with a firm determination filling his white pupils.

“Knock…”

Viktor stared blankly at the ceiling as sunlight flitted through the pink curtains, stirred by the gentle breeze. The knock on his door snapped him out of his thoughts.

He sat up, his curls swaying with the motion, opening the door; his eyes lit up when he saw who it was.

Zane’s serious expression made Viktor suppress his curiosity as he opened the door wide. Despite his bloodshot eyes, his face screamed, ‘Spill it all.’’

Zane sat down on the chair; Viktor sat across, his hands pressed hard on his thighs and he barely held back his anxious expression.

He straightened up when Zane parted his lips, “Let’s go to your space and talk.” Not waiting for his words to settle, Zane blinked and found himself in Viktor’s space.