Lokan felt as though he had stumbled into the den of thieves.
The unhidden, green-glowing eyes filled with desire made him shudder slightly.
The irony of it all was that he had relentlessly pursued the opportunity to join the Sage Selene's Potion Research Group as an experimental subject.
On reflection, something seemed off.
It was as if he had willingly become a helpless lamb, set to be logically and reasonably tormented by Link Grande.
Damn it.
"Link, rein it in a bit!"
From her elevated position, Sage Selene had a clear view of Link's shifting demeanor.
She also perceptively picked up on the changing breath of Lokan standing behind her and his sudden mix of resentful and aggrieved emotions.
She shot Link a disapproving glance and scolded him.
"Heh heh."
Baring his teeth in a grin, Link's eyes were not as ablaze as before.
Indeed he had made a noticeable attempt to compose himself.
However, his gaze was still firmly fixated on Lokan.
