"What do you mean?"
Maximus asked, a frown forming on his wrinkled face as he looked at Cain steadily, and inwardly he was already thinking, maybe I am mistaken, even as he feigned ignorance on the surface.
Because if Cain had truly seen what he thought he had seen... Then that put his plans in jeopardy.
Cain sighed, and there was something almost disappointed in the sound, as if he could hardly believe the old man standing before him was forcing him to spell it out.
"You really have lost all your edge, old man," he said calmly, his voice carrying just enough scorn to make the surroundings feel very uncomfortable. "Very well, let me explain myself." He sighed.
By now, the crowd was growing restless because everyone wanted an explanation, and the shock that had frozen the arena a moment ago was quickly turning into a boiling confusion that spread from row to row.
