Kiel and Yaza went through the forest, walking side by side without making a single sound, not even footsteps on the snow. Kiel was badly injured, so that his eyes barely showed any light, and he could barely walk properly.
"How could you fall for such trickery? You're many, but why none of you could see it?" Yaza glared at Kiel with glowing, bright red eyes.
"Trickery?" Kiel's voice vibrated and distorted as if there were so many voices that spoke at the same time. "There's no trick, he hates humanity like we do. We saw it, we heard it, and we read his thoughts and emotions..." Kiel continued.
