They returned to the cell in somber silence.
Sunny was still hidden in the shadows, having assumed his natural form. He studied Yutra carefully, paying attention to the exhaustion written on the man's face.
"My lady, I don't understand why you are doing this to me."
Yutra's hoarse voice was full of confusion.
He looked at Nephis with fatigued reverence in his eyes.
Then, however, a hint of something dark ignited in them, and after hesitating for a long while, he said in a hollow tone:
"...Unless, of course, you harbor malice against Lord Asterion. Against the greater good for all of mankind."
His pupils widened in terror at the implications of his bold suspicion.
"No, no… it can't be."
Sunny had been feeling uneasy all along, but now, he was suddenly full of dark apprehension.
