(Alnitak)
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"Three days in the dungeon, alone. Trapped in the dark? Has Alnilam lost his mind?" Kacir angrily hisses at me.
Kacir has always been the cool-minded one, the rational one among us. He barely loses his bearings over anything. But here he stands with his fists clenched at his sides as he rants about Amaia.
Somehow, my heart aches at the thought, but then I remember her lies, her manipulation. Her evil plan was to win us over with her charms. My heart hardens and my jaw itches from the tension.
"She is a liar. You don't know what she has done and is trying to do. It's better to keep a distance from her," I inform him, trying to ignore the incessant whining of my wolf.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asks as I bind my hands with leather straps, getting ready for our combat class, where we will be battling an Antrodias.
