Marcus arrived beside her, his smile bright and confident. "I expected you to be here, given how well you performed in the opening round. Congratulations on—"
His voice cut off mid-sentence as his eyes glanced at the figure that turned towards them.
For Marcus, the world stopped for half a second. His brain refused to process what his eyes were perceiving.
The face in front of him was familiar in a way that shouldn't and couldn't belong on this stage, standing beside the sister of the Light Sword Saint himself.
Just a feet away, Sarah's eyes twitched.
It was a small motion, easily missed by anyone not watching closely. Her pupils dilated for a single moment, and her gaze flicked between Selene and Moon.
It had been months since either of them had stood face to face with him.
The last time they had seen Moon at such a close distance, he had been the boy labeled a Null. A human with no future.
