"Max, what did you do!?" Nexan growled as she examined VIII.
"Nothing!" I cried indignantly, throwing my hands up. That made me wince again.
She sighed, then stood. "That's just lovely..." she muttered and stalked out of the training room.
I watched her leave, then looked at my hands. What did I do? My hands were smothered in darkness from using my power. I shook them halfheartedly to dislodge the substance, but I knew it wouldn't work. The darkness would disappear eventually, as soon as it learned it wasn't going to be used again any time soon.
No, I didn't do anything. It was Nexan's fault for letting the newbie use the Lexicon. Lexicon.... it made me feel conscious of Xemnas's diary sitting in VI's desk. It was torchering to know my secrets protection was not within my power.
I gave VIII one last look before I made up my mind. Too many things were out of my control already. I needed to control everything I could. Turning on my heel, I set a fast pace to the library. If my intuition was right, Seycax would still be gawking at the kitchen.
I could be in and out in a matter of seconds, and she would never know what was missing.
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