Ozeroth and Ozerra also reached the same conclusion. Their expressions darkened slightly.
Atticus, however, calmly regarded the woman. If she truly worked for the Pride Queen, then matters had changed entirely.
Though the Pride faction was the only major faction that hadn't attacked them alongside the others, it still didn't change the fact that their queen had once sent agents after them.
As far as he was concerned, she was an enemy.
Atticus's fingers tightened around his katana, his gaze turning cold.
"You work for the Pride Queen."
A flicker of shock passed through the woman's eyes. However, she quickly suppressed it, staring at Atticus warily.
He hadn't asked a question. He had simply stated it. The certainty in his voice left no room for doubt.
'How did he know?'
She had concealed her will so thoroughly that not even the slightest trace leaked from her body. It felt absurd that he had still managed to see through her.
