Unmasking ll

The corridor was dimly lit, with only the faint hum of distant crowd that was flickering along the walls. Darius leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting casually on his knees, but the sharpness in his gaze was more serious compared to his composed demeanor. 

"Do you work with the Shadow Mystics… or is it something else?" he asked, his voice cold and calculating. 

I let the corner of my mouth curl into a faint smile, popping my gum before replying, "Let's just say I stumbled upon her, and we both had the same objective." 

"Objective..Huh!?" He asked. 

"Yeah, objective to know what the great Darius, he guardian of Seraphine Damascus is really upto." 

Darius scoffed, leaning back against the wall with a dry chuckle. "Pretty weird if you ask me." 

"Few things in this world are meant to be weird." I said, my tone straight.