"Your persona is slipping, brother," the masked man commented with a sigh before shaking his head a little. He then turned over to look at the progress his men made at removing the people from the scene.
The shadow corps moved quickly, without even a moment of hesitation… But they were moving people, not things. And in that scenario, according to the law of the slowest one dictating the overall pace, there were still quite a few nobles left on the scene, lady Margaret included.
"What's actually going on?" noticing the masked man's attention, the young woman spoke, startled as she looked between the original Leo of this world and the Leo that invaded it.
As a well-educated noble lady, she could understand the implication behind the short exchange of the two. She could read far deeper into the meaning of the way Duke Leonidas referred to the masked man, even if she failed to realize that they shared pretty much the same voice.