Duskfire Glacier and everytime i play an ace, my partner always trumps

the sound of the other boy’s voice made his throat go dry. no more pleas to leave, and certainly no fleeing from this. inkalorë had successfully trapped them both. now they must face the wrath of the angry duskfire child.
lómion turned cautiously as his sibling gave the boy their names (information he was not thrilled to give). they’d also told him his eyes were pretty. The boy’s mounting fear was briefly masked with confusion.
there’s nothing special about them, he thought aloud with a mumble. they’re only eyes.