For the first time, Keith witnessed that they broke out of their facade, especially Veronica, who was very composed and not one of the ladies to unleash her anger in this way.
Ashtra towered himself on Keith's right shoulder as he made a steeple on his claws, clinking them with an evil snicker.
'If only I could've fought this—'
"Which you can't and won't even lay a finger on me, let alone defeat me. Dream on, youngling." Ashtra huffed a white smoke at him and cut off his ponders.
He kneaded his temple from the sudden brain freeze; it has been a while since he hissed at this degree of coldness.
"Listen carefully and watch, the show's about to start."
But then, he snapped out of it when Athan and Veronica got into a heated argument in the private courtyard.
"If anyone would have ruined the plan, it was you!" She pointed at him.
