Disappointed in the Cute Girl

“I am very disappointed in you, Hiria. I would have expected this from him, but not you.” The man walked towards the pair of them, his eyes locked on the woman. He stood in front of them, the silver dragons on his sleeves shining in the light as he studied their faces. He continued speaking, this time to the man, his voice quiet and low, “How much did you direct.”
“More than you will ever know,” he replied, his voice defiant, “I controlled more than you could imagine, more than you could even consider directing yourself. Did you not see? Did you not see how my weave absorbed the light?”
“Oh, I saw that. But I’m not asking how much that orb of darkness directed, I am asking how much you directed.” His voice was cold now, quiet and deadly. The man was stunned that he knew about the orb, and that he hadn’t asked about that instead. But then, if he knew about the orb he didn’t need to ask about it.
“I directed enough. I almost did it without the orb. It was flickering before I transferred focus.” Nodding the man turned to face the door, but before he could say anything, the man that was bound continued speaking. “How could you do this to me? We were friends once. I know you remember that. We were to be the most powerful that this world has ever seen, together we could have done so much good! Why would you chose the other side? Answer me Shelvett!” Staring at the back of his once-friend, the man stopped talking and waited for a reply.
The room was silent, the people keeping the bonds on the two people in the middle of the room silent as they too waited for their leader to speak. He looked to the ceiling, and took a deep breath before speaking.

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