Aurora twisted around sharply, ready to rip herself free from whoever had grabbed her, only to come face to face with Lyria.
The woman's eyes were red and wet with tears while her fingers dug painfully into Aurora's arm. Her usually delicate appearance looked almost hysterical tonight as she glared at Aurora with visible hatred.
"You finally stopped pretending!" Lyria shouted loudly. Her voice rang clearly across the entire area and every beastman nearby heard her.
The timing, the tears, the trembling voice… everything about her performance looked painfully convincing.
Aurora instantly understood what the woman was doing.
Lyria tightened her grip further before continuing loudly enough for everyone to hear, "I knew it! I knew you would eventually harm the tribe again!"
The surrounding beastmen exchanged uncertain looks.
