29. Nowhere to be found

“The hell are you saying?!!”

Zeeta was shaking Ray by his shoulders, blinded by rage.

Armen had disappeared.

Ray said he had foolishly gotten angry at him and told him to go away.

What’s more, it seemed that a necromancer’s order was unavoidable for an undead. Ray said that the order, not really given on purpose, should be temporary and that Armen should have been able to come back by now, but…

Armen was nowhere to be found. He wasn’t taking his calls. Also, Ray said he would be able to sense his presence if he was nearby, but he couldn’t sense anything.

“I’ve been in Somerville, in the Old Docks, in Tiergarten, and even in the Nyomin District… but I can’t find him.”

Ray’s voice broke. Zeeta glowered at him.

“You dare order Armen… I’m gonna kill you!”

He punched him hard. The red-haired guy, Arkill, intervened right away, pushing him away against the wall and blocking him. He was strong, damn it.

“Calm down. The young master may have ordered Armen something stupid, but that’s not the problem here. If Armen is not back yet, it’s because he didn’t want to go back or couldn’t go back because something happened.”

“It’s all my fault…” Ray fell down to his knees, white as a sheet. His nose and lips were bleeding. “I took my anger out on him like a fool.”

“You’re the worst!” Zeeta ground his teeth. “You give him orders and you call yourself his best friend? You’re the worst piece of trash!”

For some seconds, there was a stormy silence. Arkill frowned, let Zeeta go, but still stood between the two of them.

“Oh, now I understand!” Zeeta suddenly cried out. “Everything makes sense. Armen didn’t tell me about those orders, but now I get why he almost collapsed when you were asleep. When your dad told him to disappear, it was an order, right? Can you even imagine all he went through because of a simple word?”

Ray’s eyes were bulging out.

“What?”

“You didn’t know? Right, Armen wouldn’t tell anyone something like that. He’s always smiling, but he suffers as any human does, you know? He may be an undead, but he’s human!”

“I know that!”

“Well, if you know, then it means you’re a scumbag! Let go of me, Arkill!”

“I won’t.”

“Let go of me! I’m gonna punch that bastard!”

Ray was gasping for breath. When he finally stood up, his eyes were glaring.

“I have to find him.”