Ezra's POV
"Yup, this is where that cloak man went," Sylven replied.
Mhm... while thinking, suddenly it clicked in my head—this morning, when they had followed that man till here, then why didn't they go inside after him, catch him, and beat the shit out of him?
Instead, they came back so that we could come here together. It's like I'm the strongest one here—that without me, they can't do anything at all.
"Excuse me, guys," I called them out.
"Yes, Ezra," they both replied at the same time, their eyes locking with mine.
"If you had come here this morning, why didn't you follow that man inside?"
"Ohhh, we didn't think of that at all. We just came back 'cause we were worried about you," Vlad replied.
What was I expecting from them? They really do behave like they don't have any brains at all sometimes.
"Okay, enough. Let's go in," I said, and they both nodded.
