The word spread out quickly with the overabundance of fluttering flyers. Nemk City and Guh City both were receiving the news with trembling hands. Refl died.
Lenu returned to the bar, disregarding the eyes that leered at his back. The door clicked close before he let out a sigh. "Refl is dead."
"I can read," said Lyon.
Lenu looked up to see Lyon sitting casually with a smirk on his face. His arms crossed and his legs eating space. "It seems like they made an invitation."
"Hm?" Lenu furrowed his brows.
"Of course, they want to lure me," said Lyon. "Who else, you think your group? This action that they did will deter your group powerless."
"I-I'm afraid so," Lenu loosened his shoulders. "Looks like they won."
"Well, yes," said Lyon before he stood up. "However, they only won against you."
Lenu looked up to see Lyon raising his chin and said, "Not me."
