The lights returned to normal in a second, and a temporary silence overcame the entire tavern.
"A day later, we found out that the boy did steal something, but it wasn't because he was a spy who stole information. Do you want to know what it was he stole? Bread. A single, stale piece of bread left on one of the canteen's tables,"
"He had wandered into the canteen in the middle of the night when he woke up, saw the bread and eaten it. But with the nature of Belial's abilities, that didn't matter. He had shown that he lied."
A chill overcame Melchior's body as he tried to imagine what happened next.
'They couldn't have killed-'
Konnor read his mind once again, shaking his head. The large man seemed to be able to do it with much ease. It had bordered past coincidence for a long time now.
