The moment he said this, the atmosphere in the room became tense. It seemed like the twins were slowly losing their patience. Dropping their masks, their gazes became fierce, so fierce that anyone under those eyes would burn.
"We wouldn't want to force you Henrick Connal, hand it over"
"Like I said Lily, Lyla" His gaze darted between the both of them as he called their names "The necklace is a demonic thing. I wouldn't want to keep something Like that" Although he said this, he could see that they didn't believe him and he knew... That they came well prepared and determined to take this thing away from him.
"Rick" The black haired woman at their center finally spoke, calling his name. He gave her a lazy glance "Just give it. You know you're not in a good condition to fight" Her voice
