Chapter 367: Nothing
Eleven stared at the arena floor as the Menagerie’s team walked off, her eyes wide. She drew in a breath, not even realizing that she’d been holding it, and leaned back in her seat as she ran a hand across the side of her face.
The private viewing room that One had rented for her as an apology for sending her on yet another mission proved to be useful in keeping anyone else from seeing the surprise in her features.
She’d thought she had a pretty good grasp over the Menagerie as a whole. Granted, she really hadn’t spent that much time observing them, but the members of a guild usually ended up being fairly similar to their guild leader in mannerism.
Not counting us. Setting Sun is different in all the wrong ways. Gods, this guild is such a pain in the ass.
But even Eleven’s internal complaints couldn’t keep her distracted for long. She could barely tear her eyes away from the woman that had just executed all three of her opponents one after the other.
And not just that. Even from where she sat below the stands, Eleven could feel the bloodlust that came from the woman’s wooden arm. It was like the heart of a furious demon had been sealed within that wood.
The smith made that thing? That’s more than just a replacement for an arm. It’s got will. What kind of fucking nutjob creates an arm that wants to kill people that badly? And the girl clearly wasn’t even pushed to her limits. She killed each opponent in a single blow… so just how much is she capable of when going all out?
Eleven swallowed and squinted at the young woman as she walked off the stage alongside her two allies. Both of them were suspicious as well — the bandages covering the man’s features were clearly hiding something important — but Eleven was used to that. There were always people with things to hide. Few of those things ever ended up mattering.
But the girl with the wooden arm might have been something different. It was only the faintest of chances, but even if it was nothing more than the fart of a fly, Eleven couldn’t dismiss it.