Undercurrents [2]

"Void Palace…?"

Damien was surprised when she suddenly brought it up. He had no idea she'd figured out his affiliation, nor did he know how she did it.

"What do they have to do with me?"

"There's no point trying to act uninvolved. Unfortunately for you, each of the eight great clans has their own insignia to set them apart from the masses," Yulia replied with a smile.

"For our Veritas Clan, it's the third eye on our foreheads…"

She raised her bangs so he could see it. It wasn't a physical eye, but a tattoo-like marking faded into the skin like it was natural. It looked mystical, and just gazing into it made Damien feel compelled to tell the truth.

"...and for Void Palace, it's your unique purple eyes."

Void Palace was different from the other clans because their trait wasn't a marking, but something genetic. It made it seem like everyone in the clan was from the same lineage, but that wasn't true.