The Phantom Four.
They stood around the massive room like a silent storm, their eyes fixed on her. The air was thick with tension, heavy enough to choke her.
Why are they staring at her like that?
Eryx was the first her gaze met. For once, he wasn't grinning. There was no teasing smirk, no playful wink. His expression was blank, unreadable, too still for the man who always carried laughter in his eyes.
And strangely… she missed it.
She missed his stupid grin. His annoying charm. The way he'd make a joke just to get a rise out of her.
Then her gaze moved to Theo. His expression is even worse
He leaned against the far wall, arms folded, his usual cold replaced with something sharper. His expression was cold, detached, but his eyes, his eyes burned like restrained fury, like he was trying not to say something that could set the whole room ablaze.
Her breath hitched.
Slowly, she turned again, her gaze finding Azrael.
