“Oh, you’re sorry? Sorry for what exactly!?” Strix snapped. “I-I’m sorry, I-” Solus took an involuntary step back. “How long had you been scheming behind my back!? I should have thought it odd you were so fixated on the Book of Noctae, secluding yourself to the archives in Advent for days!” Murmurs arose in the crowd as Strix moved towards Solus with purpose. “Solus, you traitorous cretin!” Strix stood above the crowd, pointing accusingly. Strix was already beyond irritated that what was left of the pirates were so quickly accepted despite their acts, so the fact that his student was the source of all this grief, all the lives lost, was so enraging he found no reason to keep his composure any longer. His student, out of the handful of Owls left was actually a deceptive being, though well meaning, whom had made him a fool. However, once Solus started detailing his use of the Relics and revealed he still had them, now dormant of their awful power, Strix’s felt nothing but indignation towards what he thought was his meek and mild student.
His claims, to them who knew of his shortcomings, seemed absurd. It was then only Strix, Fib, and Bonacci who looked upon Solus with skepticism. Otus nodding along also added to the genuinity of the tale, almost everyone aware of his disappearance with Geddy after the fall of Advent. Some were skeptical, but eye witnesses of surviving pirates confirmed his presence with them while Geddy, Alphonse, and Twig filled in the blanks. All eyes fixated on him, all patiently bearing with his stutter that he knew was worsening as he started detailing his betrayal. There was so much to tell, so much to confess, and Solus felt nothing but shame and fear as he began his tale.
Most were still giddy or astonished by the results of the Anti-Hex, but only few knew the full extent of the event that took place past the mesosphere. New and old citizens of Vellie gathered at the designated area asked of them.
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