Her piercing emerald eyes studied him with keen curiosity.
"And you…" she mused while tilting her head.
Victor gulped.
She was even more intimidating up close.
"You're not supposed to be here, are you?"
Victor fumbled for words.
How was he supposed to explain this?
"Uh… well, you see—"
Before he could come up with a convincing lie—
Cecilia's comms earpiece crackled.
A transmission came through.
She narrowed her eyes and turned away while touching her earpiece as she began speaking into it.
Few seconds later, she walked off further and stood quite a distance away since it seemed to be a private conversation.
Victor let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Saved by the call.
Or so he thought.
Because none of them noticed it.
Behind them, the fallen body of the Drakenar leader… twitched.
Its vision was blackened.
Its organs were failing.