Leo's mind was spinning with questions as he stared at Rin. Was it a hidden personality? But she seemed normal even using those spells. No strange actions, yet those spells? And her words at the banquet was similar to Chloe's. Could she be Chloe? His crimson eyes studied her face, looking for any sign of truth in her stiff expression. Doubt ate at him, mixing hope and fear.
Rin's voice broke the quiet, soft and worried. "Leonhardt, are you okay?"
Leo leaned closer, his voice low and careful, baiting her. "Rin, does the name Leo Carter mean anything to you?"
Her eyes grew wide, a flash of shock—or something else?—crossing her face.
Then she froze, her body stiff, gaze locked like stone. Leo's brow wrinkled, worry rising. "Rin?" he called, his voice sharp. No answer. His heart raced as he saw the world stop—time itself stuck. The mana-lamps' glow hung still, the air thick and heavy, the infirmary's warmth turning to a cold emptiness.
