Gyros's gaze finally settled on Romothese. His voice dropped lower and colder.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
Romothese swallowed hard. His blue flames flickered weakly around him as he tried to lift his blade, not in aggression but in confusion.
"I… I don't know what happened," he said, voice cracking. "One moment I was in the Del Rey estate… the next I was unconscious. I woke up only to find myself inside the Bloodreaver ancestor's chamber." He shook his head slowly, staring at all of us. "When I came to… his back was right in front of me. And my sword… my sword was already raised. I swear I didn't plan that, someone placed me there!"
Orobas roared immediately, the sound shaking loose debris from the surrounding ruins.
"You were dropped in the perfect position to stab me from behind!" he shouted. "Your blade was already touching my skin! If I hadn't awakened at that moment, I would be dead!"
