"I don't have a clue of such a thing," Hanol replied with slight hesitation.
"I see..." Lyrian curiously retorted, squinting his eyes as he tried to see if Hanol seemed to be lying or not.
'Why would he hesitate? Seems off...' Lyrian mused, 'I wouldn't count normal hesitation to be suspicious. That's a normal response. But, he didn't hesitate at all like this when speaking about the Black Petal Sect, yet instead does so for Dark Ore?'
At that moment of awkward silence, loud thuds, and bangs sounded from downstairs.
A series of loud stomps climbed up the stairs, only getting louder as it seemed to encroach the room Lyrian was in.
At that moment, the drapes to the room flew open as Ounis stormed inside, raging with anger.
"I'll teach you a damn lesson for messing with me, Lyrian Theageld!" He yelled, not seeing his brother on the floor beside him.
