Chapter 52

                                    

                                          
Zac Vesper POV. 
I was outside with Conal, Crimson and the other two people from earlier. The prince guy keeps staring up and down at me. What the f*** does he want?! 
"What are you looking at?!" 
"Why do you look so much like Zane?" He questioned back. 
The other guy, one with dark brown hair with a streak of blond on one side, he was looking back from me to Laurel. 
"I am his twin brother. Got a problem with that?" 
Both of their eyes widened as they stared at me in shock. Damn. 
"What are you guys doing?" Zane suddenly spoke from behind my left. 
I turned without even flinching and glared at him to sit down. He did so on the chair I was leaning on. 
Turning back, I saw the two staring again. 
"And seriously, what's with the staring?!" I was getting mad... 
"Watch it weirdo, we're just looking at the uncanny resemblance of you to Zane." Broadwood spat. I rolled my eyes because I didn't give a f***. 
Sigh, what now?
The other, Laurel, sighed. 
"Anyway, what's up with Jasper? Did he manage to get Faustatia?" 
"Yeah, it's been a bit of a disaster, don't you think?" I can't even tell if my brother was being sarcastic or not. 
Sigh, "Anyway, what're you guys doing here?" He continued. 
Laurel and Broadwood shared a quick glance before speaking again. 
"We're here on official orders from the palace, we have our men waiting at a place nearby." The prince explained. 
"Oh," Zane seemed surprised. "About what?" 
The two shared another look before nodding. 
"Uh, is he allowed to know? You know this is classified right?" Broadwood pointed at me. What is his problem?! 
"Do you have a problem with me or somethin?!" I snapped. 
"Zac, chill. He's always like that." Zane burned a glare at me. 
"Seriously?" I raised an eyebrow at him. He nodded. Sigh, I can't escape reality now can I? 
"Anyway, me and Reagan were sent here to take care of...a group of cultists." 
Zane's eyes literally widened and then he thought for a moment. Ooh, he figured something out~~ 
"Wait," he started. "They wouldn't happen to be named the Black Iris group, would they?" 
Broadwood almost spit his water I didn't even notice he was drinking. He eyed at Laurel that nodded in response to what they both just heard. Wait, I think I figured it too.
Yes! 
"Yes...why?" 
"Did you happen to have a run in to them before?" 
Neither of us said anything. I didn't utter a damn word. Why would I? I didn't want to talk about it, at all... 
Still, I had to if we were to actually get rid of them. And also, having help from the higher ups might be a nice change of ideas... 
"I- yes, we did." I said quietly. "But I dot wanna talk about it." 
There was a silence that filled the room, then there was something else. 
My hearing had always been more refined or advanced than average, if I was to describe it. I've been able to hear even the slightest difference in the wind, or speed of a person's walking. 
With training and practice with it to work with my lightning attribute, after a while I can manage to listen to brainwaves of a person if I focus enough, I can based off the very small vibrations no ordinary person can tell. 
And now, the sense was picking up something. And it wasn't normal. 
I pulled Zane down and ducked just half a second before something went through the wall and blew up. It was a f***ing bomb! 
The other two seemed to be fine so I got up and dusted off my now very dusty pants and cape. Sigh, my poor cape... 
Anyway! Now's not the time for this. We've got an attacker that knows what bombs are and how to make them. This'll be disasterous. 
I went towards the wall that was now practically shattered broken. Looking outside, I scanned the street that's now filled with people trying to figure out what just happened. I squinted just to see the dark cloaked figure. 
That's him. A Pallium Cursor. But that's just one of them. Where's the other one? 
Then I realized, he's in here. 
Luna Crimson POV. 
I punched the hooded guy square in the nose. I heard a slight crack and I'm pretty sure I broke his nose. Serves him right for having an assault attempt. 
"Ugh- guys?" I coughed. There was dust everywhere. I can barely see. 
Zane managed to get where I was and kick the guy's back and the figure fell to the floor. 
Suddenly there was a spark and another explosion. 
I flew to the wall and fell on my stomach when I landed on the floor. The blond boy let out a yelp and I heard a grunt as he got up. 
"What the s*** was that?!" Reagan cursed loud enough for all of us to hear. 
"A person is gonna getting arrested for attempted assault to the prince of Oskandor that's what!" Quinn hollered. He was mad. 
"Quickly you f***ing dumba--es! They're getting away!" Zac yelled from the open hole of which a wall was earlier... 
Soon I realized we were having a chase with a couple of the cultists.