Alex's piercing gaze remained fixed on Zyrrak. The silence that hung between them was heavy, charged with an unspoken tension. The golden goblin's demeanor, now hollow and eerily calm, bore little resemblance to the gentle, caring youth Alex had once known.
This change in Zyrrak didn't surprise Alex—it intrigued him. Leaning back against the soft fur of Lionara, Alex patted her soothingly.
'Just calm down; you know he can't harm me,' Alex chuckled lightly, muttering those words inwardly. Lionara couldn't read his thoughts, but she clearly understood what Alex was trying to say just from the look in his head. Sensing his reassurance, Lionara relaxed. Meanwhile, Alex's mind drifted back to when it all began, his eyes never leaving Zyrrak's unfeeling gaze.
It had all started with a single, troubling piece of news.