"Lyle!" Noah called out in a cold voice.
Lyle did not know when he moved. He had been frozen stiff when he saw the face hidden under the hood. Short white hair, golden eyes, he looked exactly like a young, angry Raizel.
It was astonishing, more so the protectiveness that bubbled in his chest at the sight. He moved and stood in front of Pei, facing down Noah and Ginervs with no fear.
Noah could feel a tick appearing on his head out of anger, having Nathan as a lover, his temper had been ground to nothing, not much can make him angry, however this turn of events was taking the cake. They were in Lord Raizel's tomb, they had climbed these stairs and they were so close to the peak that they lost everything now because of some newfound madness in the air.
"Everyone, yes, Pei, you too, listen…"
As he began to speak, he met Lyle's eyes, Lyle's pupils were not the familiar green that Noah knew, one was white and the other was black.
