บท 125: Fields of Midnight

It clicked. Why Delthur was so surprised to see me, why Vixia never left me alone, why the Ereth always seemed to have their eyes on me. It all clicked. 

I stared at my bright silvery purple eyes and pale skin, the white hair that ran down my back, the pointy ears. I looked just like them. 

Suddenly the nickname the tournament announcer gave me seemed so appropriate, I couldn't help but laugh. The Pale Demon. Literally.

"Kai?" I heard Lucius' voice. I couldn't take my eyes off my reflection.

 I look just like them!

The thought refused to leave my mind. I couldn't push it away, to the back of my mind as I did with everything else. 

"Kai?" Lucius called my name again. I blinked – I had to pull myself together. Asher was still sick, and the demons were probably still looking for us. 

I filled the small canteen I had with water and returned to the others.