'…I can see recognition in his eyes…'
Arthur's Concealment Ring was active, and his mask was on. Only Jamie, a Cosmic Being, had ever seen through the Concealment Ring.
Yet, this man, clearly not a Cosmic Being, seemed to be seeing Arthur's Status Board.
The man's voice was weak and strained beneath the overwhelming gravity, his words escaping in ragged, broken gasps.
"R…Rec…ruit… 659... Arth—
The moment the man began speaking, Evan quickly used basic wind magic to contain the sound, remembering that Arthur's name was still a secret to the Aramisians.
"—… Arthur... V…Vaughn?"
Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly behind his mask at the name, but the man continued, his voice growing more fragmented with each word.
"H…how? Y-you… were… in D-Duskhand? You… disguised… yourself... B-but… the Divinity… no… y-you're... n-not a... demon!"
While Evan had question marks hovering over his head as he spoke, Arthur's thoughts were clicking into place.
