"I've always thought of you as a friend, Draco. I suppose I trusted you too much, Malfoy." The silver-and-black-haired boy looked at the other boy, whose face showed the faintest hint of panic.
"Cain..." The boy reached out and grabbed the silver-and-black-haired boy's sleeve, as if trying to salvage something.
The silver-and-black-haired boy violently shook him off. His dark golden, foxlike eyes instantly turned deep blue. "There's no need to say more. I understand, Malfoy." The boy turned and walked away, his cool, clear voice echoing through the ancient, winding corridor. "I summon my retainer. In my name, I command..."
Ah... Is this a trap?
Human concert! One hell of a show!
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