A... heartfelt conversation (201)

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The bitter cold continued to assault Kai, the small bit of protection offered by his armour not all that helpful considering the circumstances.

Slowly, Kai began to raise his hands above his head as a show of defeat, not wanting to accidently give Ezekial a reason to chop off his head before he even got the chance to plead his case.

Kai felt the tip of Ezekial's blade press even further into his throat, making him resist the urge to take a step backwards.

"Heyyyy, buddy, why exactly are you holding a sword to my throat at this very moment where we are meeting again for the first time in a month and the last time I met you we were getting along with each other?"

Laughing nervously as the tip of the blade to his throat got pressed even further into him, Kai tilted his head ever so slightly as he waited for Ezekial's response.

Ezekial continued to stare at Kai, his hand not wavering a single bit.

"Why would I not? You are the one who caused all this in the first place?"

Kai's smile weakened, his mind wondering what the hell Ezekial meant by that. Sure there was an extremely obvious answer, but he needed some time to prepare his... argument.

"What do you mean? We got along so well when we last talked. All of our training sessions together, all of the times where you brutally beat me up just so I could get better at fighting with a sword, all the times you made me lie down in the snow for hours just so I could do some half assed ambush on a rhino bear that could easily trample me.

You even technically gave me Wristology. That book ended up being very helpful, each exercise helped me get better with wielding a sword.

Are you telling me that you're going to overlook all the precious moments that we've shared over the last six-"

"Enough!"

Kai flinched, he actually flinched when Ezekial shouted. This was the first time the blue haired swordsman had shown so much emotion.

It was then that Kai noticed all the extremely obvious things that he had missed while under the mind hex.

The subtle disdain in his eyes when he looked at Kai, the way the edge of his lip curled upwards whenever he spoke, the way the look in his eyes was the exact same as The Host's when she was looking down on all the humans that she had tortured for a whole six months before sending them into the wild.

Ezekial was just like Castillian and Anastasia. He possessed that same arrogance that they had, that same contempt that they had, that same condescension that they had, only he was able to hide it much better than they had.

Castillian's had been obvious, Anastasia had been blinding him with her mind hex, but Kai had genuinely believed that Ezekial was a good guy, if a little naive that he had all his blind faith in Castillian just because he took him in as a child.

Hell, it was a common trope that someone higher in a chain of power would kill someone's parents and then go to the child saying that they could help them get revenge, even though it was them that committed the deed. The child would then give their blind loyalty to their secretly two faced benevolent sponser.

Castillian had even said that he saw the potential in Petunia. Even though Kai wasn't sure exactly what potential he was seeing, it wasn't that outrageous to say that he could have seen the potential in Ezekial and killed his parents so he could gain full control of a talented child.

Of course, even if that theory was true, which it probably is, Ezekial didn't seem like the type of person who cared about finding out what happened to his parents.

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