“You are going back to training?” Seb asked his sister as he stood up and went to the fridge.
Shanaia nodded.
“It has been a while since I trained. You have seen how the enemies fight, I need to surpass them so we win,” Shanaia replied, and then she looked at Crane.
“How about you? You took more blood from Joaquin. What are you going to do about it?” she asked.
“I was trying to make something,” Crane answered.
“What are you going to do this time? Some poison?” Seb asked as he uncapped the bottle of beer he took from the fridge.
“I don’t know yet…” Crane trailed and then he looked at his brother.
“You know what, I never done something like that before,”
Seb furrowed his eyebrows.
“It wasn’t a suggestion,” he mumbled and Crane waved him off.
“It is actually a good suggestion. What
