"What do they have to say?"
Black Fang asked with a tone that was as flat as stone.
Orianna turned her head slowly and stared at the woman wryly. "I just woke up from a state of death that lasted for months, yet you think I already contacted them? What kind of workaholic do you think I am?"
Black Fang didn't move. Didn't blink.
Her face was a wall.
Orianna held the stare.
Black Fang continued… staring.
Not a twitch.
Not a shift.
Just two ancient women engaging in a dramatic, emotionless duel of who could look more unimpressed with the other's existence.
Ayame paused her plotting of 'Arrogant Primordial Lover Behavioral Education'.
Vex's lips curved into a giant grin as if witnessing an art piece.
Raika looked confused, then intimidated, then confused again.
Quinlan stood there, wondering if this was some kind of prehistoric dominance ritual.
Eventually, Orianna broke.
She snapped her eyes away and spoke in a rush.
