"How do you know that?" Virginia's voice was low, sharp, the edge of it like a blade pressed against a neck. Brimming with tension that stretched way too thin to not cut.
Aris himself had summoned his sword. The same sword he hadn't needed to dismantle that entire Aberrant dungeon, the same sword he hadn't called upon in years, he had instinctively called on, just from a few words uttered out a random man's mouth.
Amari was standing, her mana surging and ready for a battle. Virginia was the only one who looked fairly relaxed. Well, relaxed was a broad term, she still looked ready to kill, but she hadn't reacted in any way other than the question, still comfortably seated in her chair as she stared at Silas.
"What? It's common knowledge."
"No its not." Virginia snapped at him, standing up on her seat now.
What Silas said wasn't technically wrong.
