Mukhlis and Ayana watched as the D'Archy siblings began moving with quiet coordination, not a word of strategy exchanged, yet every motion synchronized as if they'd done this a thousand times before.
While on the outside, the faint tremor of distant roars echoed through the frozen wind.
"Mukhlis, you want to join?" Askara asked, glancing over his shoulder.
"No, I mean…" Mukhlis hesitated, his voice laced with unease. "Don't you guys even worry? There's a whole horde of beasts out there, and that mysterious cult too"
"Worried?" Askara repeated, then turned to his siblings. Their eyes met, silent but amused. A low chuckle escaped him.
"…Yeah," Askara said, the corner of his mouth curving upward. "I'm worried"
Mukhlis blinked. "Then-"
