A Mischievous Smile

'You're not making any moves? That would be too wasteful, don't you think? You are already here; you should make your move'

Yewa Hafar chuckles. 

'Is that anxiety I trace, Loki?'

Yewa Hafar smiles widely. And Loki frowned. He felt that something is wrong. 

'Something is really wrong' he muttered. He doesn't know what he overlooked, but it almost seems like Yewa Hafar already has executed his plans. 

He had no evidence to this. He just felt like it.

He closes his eyes, trying to think of something, of anything, of things he might miss. Yewa Hafar saw Loki closing his eyes. 

Right now, Loki is concentrating all of his mind power in reviewing his moves. Right now, if Yewa Hafar wanted to run away from this ship and do something, he could

But Yewa Hafar stay there on the ship, smiling, letting the harsh wind of the ocean flaps on his robe

There is a confident smile on his face