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Unlike Dunny, whom was much more amicable towards Sybl than both of the other males were, Mikhail made no effort to hide his hostility the moment he saw Sybl, especially after he felt the smell that came from inside the cave. Just like Dunny had said, it was the smell of blood, a scent Mikhail was very familiar with. Without making a single effort to even hear him, Mikhail simply dashed inside the cave together with Jandar. It would be clear to Sybl, despite Mikhail's silence, that if he made any mention to stop him or made any hostile movement he was going to be a dead man.

Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, when he entered the cave together with Jandar, the scene they were met with was... perplexing. On the good side, they had found Fatima and she seemed to be okay, but on the bad side, the man that was inside with her was none other than SaDiablo himself... Who was, interestingly enough *cuddling* with Fatima. It didn't take much for Mikhail to realize that the smell of blood came from SaDiablo's wounds and that Fatima herself was unharmed. Nonetheless, the situation was still a very delicate one. He didn't know why Fatima was cuddling with him, what happened nor what were the black jeweled prince's intentions for having used Sybl to lure Fatima to his encounter. Unlike Jandar, whom promptly raised his hands and tried to talk, Mikhail stood in complete silence. He didn't fully understand what was happening there. Mikhail wanted to do anything that could damage Fatima's relationship with him, in case there was any nor he wanted to lower his guard, seeing he was in front of a black jeweled prince.

As Jandar talked, asking what was happening, Mikhail stood in complete silence, watching every movement made by SaDiablo and Sybl with cold, serious eyes. Keeping one of his arms beside his body in a seemingly harmless posture, but keeping his hand near where one of his daggers were while keeping the other arm behind his back, a custom that some nobles or wealthy merchants often did, discreetly using his craft to create his wires and make them weightless, almost invisible as they floated behind him. His next movements would depend solely on SaDiablo and Sybl's actions and words.