After catching their breath, Liam and Charlotte moved forward, continuing down the dimly lit hallway in search of Biant.
"That was... quite something," Charlotte said, walking at his side. "Violent, deadly, and absolutely fantastic. Don't you think?"
Liam didn't look at her. "Yeah. Whatever."
Charlotte smirked at the expected reply but let the silence stretch for a moment. Then, her eyes flicked toward the dagger still in his hand.
"Do you really have to carry it like that?" she asked casually.
"Not really," Liam said without missing a beat. "But pulling it in and out of the dimensional pocket every time we run into something would be a hassle."
A smooth lie—one he'd practiced saying without blinking.
Because he knew Seraphina and Kaine were watching, he wasn't about to reveal the truth: that he didn't store his dagger but rather, he summoned it. Straight from his shadows.
