Lloyd's POV
"You knew about it, didn't you?!" Lloyd shouted, pointing his index finger at her.
His fingers were itching to wrap them around her throat. But he held back- not for the sake of their friendship, but for the girl that she had protected all this time. Irina shrank back in fear, putting a hand up in haste.
"Lloyd, calm down first." She said, her voice breaking in desperation.
A growl came from his right as a blur of red flashed before his eyes. Nina stood there protectively before the witch, baring her fangs at him in a threat. The people behind them tensed as the pressure rose between the three of them. Lloyd clenched his hand, lowering it from the girls.
