Raiden stared directly at Levi, disappointment creeping in. How exactly would handing over the book help their case when they already believed he worked with the assassins?
"We won't necessarily give them the book," Levi said. He walked toward Raiden, placed his hand on his shoulder, and smirked. "We tell them the truth, and if they want it, they come for it."
Raiden stared into Levi's eyes for a moment, his mind spinning as he reconsidered what Levi was saying.
Telling the truth, huh?—he thought as he reached for his jaw. He then smirked; it wasn't a bad idea at all. He could simply lie by speaking the truth, a truth he was certain the elders wouldn't want to hear.
However, his expression darkened in an instant. "How exactly are we going to speak with them?" He raised an eyebrow. "We're trapped, remember?"
Levi smirked and reached into his pocket, removing two stones: red and blue. "Well, I took the initiative to get us some recorder stones."
