Gael's eyes had widened while his mouth was drawn backward. He could not believe what his ears were listening to and did not want to jump to conclusions since the lady was not sure of what she was saying.
"I saw a funny-looking man walking quickly behind Yvonne and she could tell that he was the one chasing her," she spoke out hitting her lips. His countenance had changed and while he listened to the lady narrate the story, he was very keen on every word that came out of her mouth.
She told him how she saw the man and he was dressed in black from head to toe, with the raven crest that he was putting on, she could barely make him out as everything about him was covered. Gael's fists were already tightened just from listening to her speak and wondering who could be the person responsible for Yvonne's catastrophe, his teeth grounded inside his mouth, leaving him with a bitter taste of vengeance.
