"What's the problem, Ewan?"
"Why do you look like you just saw the devil?"
Zane and Sandro asked simultaneously, darting glances between Ewan and the throng of bodies in his line of sight.
Did he see a foe? Sandro thought, peering at the many faces before them, checking to see a familiar face.
But what foe would make Ewan look like that?
"Ewan!" Zane tapped his friend on the thigh when Ewan ignored them and downed the scotch in one go.
"Talk to us…"
"Athena is here," Ewan finally answered, striving to calm his racing heart as his eyes darted back to where he had seen Athena just moments ago.
Only now, she was gone.
His heart drummed in panic. He stood up from his seat, unable to sit still. Where did she go?
He was about to push through the crowd when he spotted her dancing with Gianna, surrounded by a gaggle of men staring at them with lustful eyes.
