The vague suspicion Sunny felt when Asterion easily guessed the true story of what had happened on the Forgotten Shore — while painting it with an uncharitable brush, of course — became a certainty now.
'That bastard!'
Left alone in the dark corridor, Sunny gritted his teeth.
Asterion lied as easily as he breathed, so they had prepared to match his offense with their own deception. Sunny and Cassie had worked quite hard to come up with the best strategy to keep the Human Domain as resistant to his plague as possible. The web of deceit they had woven was intricate and vast.
However, the Dreamspawn chose a different weapon to make them bleed today. He chose to wield the sharpest blade there was…
He chose the truth.
'Damnation!'
