Henry already knew Adyr had advanced to Rank 4 from the report he'd received earlier. From that alone, he could infer which Spark Adyr had used for his evolution.
Even so, there was nothing to celebrate. The rank-up should have been good news, but Adyr's new appearance came with problems Henry had no choice but to face.
Adyr only laughed at Henry's panic and theatrics. "You're afraid Zephan will see me like this?" he asked, walking over and dropping into the empty chair like the situation didn't concern him.
"How can I not, after the story you told me?" Henry shot back. Adyr's calm only made the pressure in his chest worsen, like he didn't understand the danger at all.
"What story?" Rhys asked, lifting an eyebrow as he studied Adyr's new appearance. "Why do you smell like you bathed in blood?" He sniffed the air, catching the sweat stink coming off him, mixed with the alcohol scent clinging to his own breath and clothes.
