Ariana’s POV
“Before I make my decision on anything regarding the thing you’re trying to rope me into, I’d like to know exactly what happened here while I was gone.”
“I thought you already made your calculated guess.” I spoke, watching him take a big chug of his beer.
We were at the local bar, with an exclusion of Bach and Sigil.
Everyone around us kept staring at Fenrir with fan-like admiration. I figured they were surprised with his sudden presence especially since much to my annoyance he was an important figure in this school.
Did I find Fenrir to be worth it? I didn’t but I believed it was for a reason even though I just could not see it and I didn’t want to either.
He was as I mentioned earlier: annoying.
Also, a greedy brute who used his skills for capitalist greed and power mongering. But I didn’t hate him.
He gave me a chance to survive the fate I was thrown into, hate would be too cruel of a judgement.
“I have, but I need expert clarification.”
