"...Are you speaking to me, child? Or to it?" Leto asked casually, flicking his yellow eyes towards the shadow. "I heard no last words. Your master died fighting a demon lord... which, frankly, is why I said we're lucky we lost only him. I have the sneaking suspicion something is up around here... the shadow showing up when it did to assist us in the battle cannot be a coincidence... hmm. Akhain said he gathered our group at random, which is why we didn't have a medic, but I don't trust him. This smells of conspiracy, and I believe there are two 'most likely' possibilities, Zack. One: our group, your master included, was considered to be more trouble than we are worth and throwing us away to weaken a demon lord before sending in more to finish him seemed like a sound strategy. Two: The shadow manipulated events so all of us would be present when Renard died, and his death was arranged in such a fashion that some of his power passed to the rest of us there through the shadow."
Solum shrugged. It was all a bit farfetched, but he wasn't still alive today because he chose to discount the unlikely. He was a survivor, and that was because he was ready for anything. On the other hand he could hardly account for everything, and sometimes it was best to merely apply Occam's Razor to the events of the day; it would be easy to write it all off as being exactly as Akhain said. But that explanation just didn't sit well with Leto. Maybe it wasn't either of the scenarios he had outlined, but he was damn sure this was orchestrated somehow... and when he found out who had put him in a no-chance situation like that, he was going to beat them with an inch of their life. He was not some snot-nosed recruit to throw to the wolves, and he damn sure did not appreciate being treated like one... but he would analyze this on his own time. He had already said too much to Zack as it was. Best to keep it to himself until he knew for sure what was happening.
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