-Few Minutes Later-
"So... The men you killed- Koln the Arcanist- All were sent by Herbert Larnak?" Lord Stygian asked calmly
Evian nodded.
"Yes."
"And he did so because you and this 'Crew' stole from him?"
Again, Evian nodded.
"Among other things but, Yes."
"And this- theft happened before you died so you currently have no memory of it?"
"None whatsoever."
"And you're sure about this? These are grave accusations to make about a Local Lord."
"I'm Positive."
Lord Stygian let out a breath and closed his eyes for a few seconds. When he opened them, he eyed Evian's clothes.
"The Blood?"
Evian shook his head.
"Not mine."
Lord Stygian's brows furrowed and he nodded with just a hint of pride evident in his eyes.
"Good. That's good."
If the situation was so bad that it involved killing and spilling of excess-looking amount of blood, he was glad his son was the one doing the gutting rather than being gutted.
