Noctisardor Bypass I can only point at it and say.

Something wasn’t right. It was as if some invisible piece was lodged against him, its edges set at odds with Anselm’s intuition.

His gaze swept over Druid. He didn’t truly believe her, but it mattered little.  Besides him, Etienne offered aide Anselm didn’t truly want to extend. It hurt his pride and his sensibilities that Druid had cut him loose so easily — he and Etienne.

Druid turned away, gaze distant despite how close she stood to them. Anselm’s lips set in a hard line as her figure pulled away. Let’s go. He finished, glancing up as the skies darkened.

They made for Etienne’s makeshift den as the clouds opened up in misty rain.