We Are All Liars Here [4]
Zoran stared at Azriel, who held his gaze. It felt like an eternity, the silence growing heavier with every second. Azriel could hear his own heartbeat, pounding in his chest, loud enough that he wondered if Zoran could hear it too.
He probably did.
Finally, Zoran let out a tired sigh, turning back toward the massive gate before them.
"You came back from the dead, sabotaged the future we were building, and succeeded. You don't even care about being a hero. All you want is to survive, to see the end. Yet, you're doing it while going against us—without a plan. You've ensured no one else has one either. I wonder... how far you've read in that book of the future that you have. It must be farther than any of us Heptarchs if you had the nerve to act so boldly."
Azriel swallowed, his throat painfully dry. He tried to speak, but nothing came. He watched Zoran with an unreadable expression.