"Are you sad that I am not?" Max responded bluntly.
He stepped forward and attempted to pass her, but Senuna moved directly into his path, refusing to let him reach the throne room. Her green eyes trembled when they met his, while every hair across her body stood on end beneath the cold pressure spreading from the black mist around him.
"Why would you even say that?" she asked as she crossed her arms.
Her usual arrogance was nowhere to be seen. Every other time Senuna had spoken with Maximus, she had carried herself with the confidence of someone who believed she could control the conversation, but something about him felt different now. It was not merely the fact that he had returned from the dead, nor the bodies and empty armor covering the corridor behind him.
The way he looked at her had changed.
