He had underestimated the dark cloak.
Severin realized that now.
The dark cloak had been messing with their minds the moment they stepped foot into the cursed land. It seemed they didn't only work at night; they were active anytime.
Severin made his face calm and composed. His sword was still pressed against Julius's throat. One thing he couldn't forget was that the dark cloaks could manipulate illusions.
Julius might not be Julius, and the so-called Jeff might not be Jeff.
One thing was certain.
A monster was among them.
"Julius, when did we have a Jeff among us?" Severin asked.
Julius frowned. "Well, the Jeff that we recruited two weeks ago because...! Wait, what's going on?"
The others, who had also caught up with what was going on, distanced themselves from the so-called Jeff. The reality and clarity of the situation had begun to unravel the illusion placed in their minds.
Fortunately, the illusion hadn't taken a firm grasp of their minds yet.
