As the women left the study, the room fell into a heavy silence. Ezra and Olivia remained, staring at each other. After a moment, Olivia broke the silence.
"Ezra. I have to ask. Do you have a plan for facing both Griffin and Helena if it comes down to a fight?" she asked, her voice quiet.
Ezra sighed, his gaze fixed on the dark arrow still embedded in the wall of the study. "We have to make sure it never comes to a fight." He replied, though his tone lacked conviction.
Olivia gave a short, bitter laugh. "When have things ever worked out for us like that? When?"
Ezra remained silent.
Olivia stepped closer, her expression serious. "Griffin is a fifth ring vampire, and Helena will have also found a way to ascend by the time we will be betraying her."
