Augustine's heart leaped in alarm. His first thought was that it was Lucia, but then his gaze shifted and he saw the Nine-tailed Fox curled up on the floor under the bed, looking rather pathetic.
His gaze sharpened instantly. He strode forward and, almost subconsciously, coalesced his energy into a sharp sword, pointing it directly at the strange man on the bed. He demanded harshly, "Who are you? How dare you trespass in the Holy Female's bedchambers!"
The very instant Augustine's words fell, Mingye's eyes snapped open as if triggered by some dangerous signal.
He slowly turned, his dark green eyes like deep, frigid pools, staring at Augustine with cold, intimidating power.
When Augustine saw his face clearly, his eyes narrowed, his tone filled with fury. "Mingye, what are you doing here?"
