Aisha felt something warm caress the shell of her ear.
She shuddered instantly. She covered her ear with a hand and stared back at a pair of crimson eyes.
It was Nykos.
It didn’t surprise her to see him after their gaze had met back outside. But to see him inside the room without her even sensing him, she was bound to feel disappointed with her growing lack of vigilance.
But this man isn’t ordinary or a mutated human. He was a dangerous man packed with a power that even she found impossible to beat in her state.
"Care to explain why I have to find you in a room alone with a man, little bird?"
He tilted his head with a narrowing of his eyes.
Aisha found his eyes and frowned.
"Not going to tell me?"
She hadn’t finished thinking of what to tell him when she heard a groan from the front. She turned her head, but a hand suddenly captured her chin, keeping her facing him.
Crack, crack.
"Ughhhh... mmph!"
The sound of something hard breaking and Styx’s painful groan resounded inside the room as a muffled noise. Aisha did not need to see what was happening, but her years of being surrounded by death and seeing different ways a living being could die had already made her familiar with this.
The stench of death had already clearly spread widely in the room.
So, she only said, "I wasn’t done with him."
Nykos replied, "You have me here."
Her frown deepened. "He’s still useful to me."
Styx could tell her the location of Zenick’s crewmates that Theon was unable to locate. Especially the people who had stolen her older brother’s things in the midst of his predicament.
"More useful than me?" Nykos’ question baffled her.
He sounded competitive. But what for? Aisha couldn’t understand why he was suddenly treating Styx like an enemy he needed to beat.
"In this situation, yes."
She probably shouldn’t have said that. The light shining in Nykos’ eyes had only become brighter with vicious intent.
The sickening sound of bones breaking intensified. Styx’s groan also started to grow increasingly louder before a wet, unsettling thud echoed.
Nykos rubbed his finger on her chin, eyes lingering on her lips, before his own lips broke into a stunning smile. "Oops, I guess he won’t be useful to you anymore."
Aisha shot up to her feet and turned around to face him. Styx was no longer alive. Not unless he survived having his entire body misshapen and his neck twisted a few times. No human could survive having this done to them. What unsettled her was the look of terror in his eyes before he died.
But it would be hypocritical to say she felt sympathy toward the man who could potentially have done something far worse to Zenick.
However, that did not mean what Nykos did was forgivable.
"Why did you do that?" she said. "I haven’t gotten everything I needed from him. You only made things difficult for me by killing him."

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