The quad's chatter died, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the heavy pulse in Leon's ears.
A silent laugh whispered on Leon's lips as he saw Tiger's predator grin. It was the same grin Leon remembered seeing before he collapsed in the arena months back.
Leon didn't look away. He held the gaze for three heartbeats, long enough to send a warning message instead of a collapsing message.
With deliberate steps, he turned his back. It wasn't a retreat. It was a choice.
"First things first," his small lips stretched slightly wide as he walked away.
Even as he moved to a far distance from Tiger's sight, Leon felt the stare burning into his spine like a brand.
Another set of whispers boomed at his left side as he passed two ladies.
This time, he had no time to tune in to whatever they wanted to say.
He moved the datapad upward and followed the glowing map, like following his dreams.
