He turned, starting to walk away.
"Oh—" he glanced back over his shoulder, "—and cover your eyes. No light. None. For three days."
As he stepped forward—
Kaya snapped.
Her hand shot out and grabbed his arm.
In an instant, the man standing behind the master—Leo—rushed forward.
But Kaya was faster.
She pulled out her knife and held it at the master's throat, her hand trembling only from pain, not fear.
"Don't move," she hissed. "Or I swear, I'll kill every one of you."
This time, her voice was cold. Unforgiving.
She was serious.
Going blind—even temporarily—was not a luxury she could afford. Not here. Not in a place filled with unpredictable dangers and half-truths.
Three days blind?
Even three minutes was enough to get her killed.
Leo snarled, his face darkening—and as her vision strained, Kaya saw his teeth.
Not human.
Sharp. Jagged.
Predator's teeth.
She blinked and scoffed through a cough.
