Jackal Among Snakes

Argrave and Anneliese talked for a long while before Argrave’s hunger started to eat at him, and they elected to return. On the way back, Argrave’s Brumesingers greeted him, climbing all over him like a friend sorely missed. Argrave could almost feel their worry for him.

Their fur was growing shades darker. It seemed they had food enough to live well in this place. It was a testament to the Alchemist’s callous nature, he supposed. It also served as a reminder not to step out of line.

But after a time, Argrave left them outside once more, entering into the Alchemist’s home alongside Anneliese. As they walked through the halls of the Alchemist’s home, faint voices echoed through the halls. They cast a glance at each other, and then Argrave rushed towards its source.

Argrave turned the corner to where Durran’s body had been resting. Galamon was looking at him, evidently hearing his approach long ago. Durran—or was it Garm? —twisted his head to look at Argrave.

“Argrave,” Galamon greeted.

Without words, Argrave stepped up to the other person in the room. A pair of golden eyes watched him, the purple light of the Alchemist’s abode reflecting off the golden tattoos on his skin.

He stared for a long while. Eventually, Durran took a deep breath. “Garm is gone,” he disclosed.

The words hit harder than Argrave thought they would. Perhaps he hadn’t accepted it. Perhaps he was holding onto the belief that some strange miracle would happen. But now, seeing Durran standing, it was like he’d seen the body in the coffin.

“I am sorry for deceiving you,” Durran continued, looking at Argrave. His gaze shifted to Anneliese as she entered. “For deceiving all of you. But what happened… it was something I strongly feel needed to happen. And Garm wanted this.”

At that moment, Argrave recalled something his father had told him once. He turned his body slightly to the side. Then he rotated again, throwing a punch as though something was behind Durran. His middle knuckle struck the man right in the nose.

Take a stance, rotate your hips, keep your wrist straight… and punch right through ‘im, his dad had insisted.

Maybe his dad was right, or maybe he was lucky. Regardless, Durran’s head jerked back and his knees buckled, and he stumbled backwards before falling against the ground. Argrave stood there, still tense. That was the first time he had ever punched anyone. Durran wasn’t small, by any means—well built, tall for normal-sized people, but Argrave had downed him. His hand hurt, but he felt a strange rush of relief.

He heard Anneliese gasp, and even Galamon looked a little surprised. Argrave stepped forward. Durran already regained his bearings. He scrambled upwards, ready to fight. Argrave only pointed.

“Don’t ever pull anything like that again,” Argrave declared.

Durran rose to his feet, one hand on his bleeding nose. His wide eyes stayed locked on Argrave for a long time, and then he nodded.

“I don’t want to see you for a while,” Argrave lowered his hand. “We’ll talk when I’ve got a cool head. Right now, I’m feeling like doing something we’ll both regret.”

“…alright,” Durran answered, voice nasally.

Argrave turned and left, storming down the hall. Anneliese quickly moved after him.

Once they were a decent distance away, Argrave asked, “Why did I do that?”

“Because you were angry,” Anneliese answered.

already regret it,” Argrave shook his head. “God damn it all. I can’t be doing stupid things like that. He’s supposed to be another member

may be good thing,”

the halls, turning.

feel that he has been punished for what he has done. Subliminally… if this can be overcome, he would see

and then began walking back to him room once again. Once he passed the threshold to

again,” he commanded at once, holding Argrave’s report in his hand. “I do not need unnecessary variables in my observation.” He closed

slowly, feeling unsettled, tense, and angry. The second he wanted to hold Anneliese’s hand, she was

would do something

evidently ignorant

Gerechtigkeit,” the Alchemist said plainly. “At

chosen to fight Gerechtigkeit, that it wasn’t a responsibility—yet now, he was making a promise to do

I will,” Argrave

the Alchemist had a reaction to the vow, he displayed none. He held his hand out. His finger unfurled, revealing a set of black eyes with golden irises. Argrave flinched a little.

receives these? The head was not

the saddest part of all, by his estimation. His throat tightened, and Argrave swallowed to dispel the feeling. The eyes seemed to have some intangible magic swirling

think about

it?’” the Alchemist repeated. “You query me seeking answers regarding something only you can answer. Do I have control of your faculties? I replaced your heart, not

think,” Argrave rephrased,

they curled, hiding away the two black eyes. He walked away without giving a confirmation, leaving

that’s his way of saying yes,” Argrave sighed, releasing Anneliese’s hand. He strode to his bed,

disgust, pulled off the blankets. “I will replace these,” she

Argrave stopped her. “Let’s

frozen, then nodded.

Argrave said, shaking his head. “Christ. What

a letter to me, too. He described them. Apparently, they’ll function as any other A-rank mage’s eyes, retaining their ability to

Argrave nodded. “He wrote the same to me.” He turned his head over to her. “A bit morbid, inheriting someone’s eyes. Since you remembered, can I take it

chill run through her. “The

his hand to her cheek. “Elsewise I’d never

Anneliese regained some vigor. Argrave fell back to the bed, thinking on the matter. He pondered his

now I’ve got golden eyes with black sclera… can’t

him. “I get

hell, covert operations were never on the table. I stick out way too much,” Argrave shook his head. “People might

feel conflicted. Talk to me,” she

man donates his organs to me, I toss them out because they’re the wrong color? Talk about

not present them to Durran?” Anneliese

looked at her. “Garm never mentioned Durran,” he pointed out. “And… I don’t know. He’s very free-spirited. I’m not sure if… well,” he trailed

recall Helmuth?” Anneliese questioned. “The man had eyes like