Eijar was supposed to be furious with Isiah after he left her behind in the imperial city to protect Ciel, yet her current distress completely caught him off guard.
Panicking, she coiled her small body tightly around his neck, pressing her head against his skin in a desperate bid to feel his vitality.
"Master... I believed your existence had been extinguished," she hissed, her voice trembling violently. "I felt the surge through our bond... why did you slay so many people?"
Eijar lacked exact knowledge of how Isiah had executed his slaughter, yet the agonizing wave of ravenous hunger that had struck her back in the imperial city made the reality unmistakable.
"What are you implying?" Isiah demanded, turning a cold gaze onto Ethyl as her lips curved into a subtle, wicked smile.
