While I was in a trance, in my own head trying to figure out what this situation was...People slowly poured into the corridor behind me. Krune was the first one leading with the sword in hand. His ridiculous sword. His hate was on too, one nipple glowing red and the other blue. It was stupid, but I didn't turn back.
Why couldn't i read this man's aura!?
Wait...
I went a yard further and tried something else as well. And I gasped when I realized,
"I- I can't read his memories either..." I said quietly to myself.
"Wait, what?" Gena asked.
"Roxy, are you sure? Do you need us to kill him?" Cyrus said immediately after, drawing his sword. I straightened up, shock finally wearing off.
"No. I need him alive to understand what is happening—"
"P-please don't kill me!" The man in question squealed at once. His high pitched voice threw us all off guard. However, Krune stepped even further and took his stupid helmet-glasses off.
"Solomon...?" Krune took a name.
