Warlock Ch 321. A Massacre
Damian's jaw clenched. "You think they'll find something?"
"If they don't," Cedric said, voice sharp, "then that means the council got there first."
Cassius let out a low whistle. "And that would confirm a hell of a lot more than they want us to know."
Damian let his head fall back for a moment, staring at the high ceilings of the arena. He was so damn tired. His body was still running on fumes from the exam, his mind felt like it had been through a blender, and now he had to consider the very real possibility that they were covering up a massacre.
Because that's what this was.
A massacre.
He let out a slow breath. "So what now?"
Cedric didn't answer right away. His fingers drummed against the armrest, his mind clearly working through every possible angle. Finally, he spoke. "We wait for Alric's report. Until then, we act like we don't know a thing."
Cassius smirked. "So you want us to play dumb?"
"Exactly."
