Darius strode through the night, his massive silhouette framed by flickering streetlights. A black sedan with tinted windows waited at the corner. He opened the driver's door and slid inside.
He adjusted the rearview mirror, his eyes meeting a piercing gaze in the shadows of the backseat. A figure, motionless, stared back.
"Keeping tabs on me now?"
The figure tilted their head slightly.
"I'd like to know what this is about."
Darius frowned, his fingers tapping the steering wheel.
"What are you talking about?"
The Owl raised their chin, eyes narrowing.
"I didn't tell the Council. I let you finish what you started. And this is how you thank me?"
Darius let out a dry laugh, his head tipping back against the headrest.
"Nothing proves that guy's Zeref."
"I know it's him. You must've confirmed it too."
Darius half-turned, his sharp gaze cutting through the mirror.
"You questioning my word? If I say I killed Zeref, he's dead. That guy in there? Not him."
