recognized the cloak draped over her shoulders, remembering one of the contestants donning it earlier. However, her face seemed different, her features now eerily ethereal.
Her gaze lingered on Octavius before shifting to the man, her eyes narrowing slightly. She took deliberate steps closer to him, her aura radiating an unsettling intensity that made him recoil, taking two frightened steps back.
"He's telling the truth," she repeated, with an authoritative tone. "I saw it for myself."
The man stiffened, attempting to regain his composure and salvage his dignity.
"How do you explain his possession of so many atherstones?" he challenged. "You might be an accomplice of his..."
"Are you calling me a liar?" she interrupted, her voice laced with subtle menace. She took another step closer, her eyes never leaving the man's face.
He retreated, his backpedaling swift and panicked, as he stumbled backward by four hasty steps.