The sunset lit up half of their faces. That only made the other half look even darker.
Sunlight cut between the two.
As if the light had divided them, placing each on their own side.
Enkrid had wiped off his smile. Now his face was expressionless.
Rem’s expression was even more indifferent.
Both had their arms hanging down, neither had drawn a weapon.
Dunbakel and Lua Gharne felt the pressure just from the posture the two held.
