Mosi had, in fact, been hiding in the shadows the entire time.
He had never truly been lured away by the fake Daniel. He had merely pretended to give chase, while in reality remaining concealed within this stretch of the void all along.
He knew that fellow James would not be smug for long.
Sure enough, Daniel and James had ended up fighting each other.
Meanwhile, Mosi had remained hidden, lying patiently in wait for the perfect opportunity to make his move.
Unfortunately, what irritated him greatly was that Daniel always seemed capable of sensing his presence through some mysterious instinct.
Those eyes of his were as though they could pierce through the void itself. No matter how deeply Mosi concealed himself, he could never truly hide from Daniel's gaze.
Mosi's hand had already settled upon the hilt of his blade.
"Oh?" Daniel asked softly. "You still wish to fight?"
