Kraven kept his agitated gaze on Isadora. His blood felt like it would burn out of his skin and melt him alive.
He pictured the way she walked out on him, repeatedly, until it became the only thing his mind could construct.
The silence for the past hour had been tormenting.
Isadora suddenly had the urge to walk independently, giving enough space until it seemed as if they weren't traveling together anymore.
Logi, on the other hand, couldn't take this anymore, not just the silence eating him alive, but Kraven's aura became difficult to withstand.
It stilled the wind and chased the birds away. He can't enjoy nature peacefully without worrying about his head being cut off.
This has to stop.
"Whatever is wrong should be dealt with." He fixed his pointed gaze on Kraven. "You might kill something without touching it."
Taking a better look at Kraven, he could notice how unnerved he was. Another emotion stirred around him, draining his aura.
He appeared hurt.
