"Lower the gun," Adriel ground out, stepping towards Elijah.
His voice was so low that Ein almost didn't recognize it. He scanned Adriel, trying to understand where the sudden confrontational confidence had come from.
"You're crossing the line, for heaven's sake!" Adriel insisted, gesturing at the boxes with scopolamine. "Opening fire in such a place! Are you out of your mind?"
Ein frowned. That stance. That way of speaking. No— He almost shook his head. No way.
A strange glint flashed in Adriel's eyes and his fists clenched. The lights flickered dangerously when he raised his voice.
"YOU DARE DISOBEY ME?!"
The shout echoed in different voices, like a haunted record.
That got Elijah to back off. He cursed, shoved his gun into the waistband of his jeans, and pushed past Ein to the other side of the room. "This is not over."
Ein gaped at the possessed Adriel, trying to figure out how to approach him. He waited for the flickering to cease and the others to scatter.
