"[i]Liar[/i]." A recognizable voice had spoke to Alpha in a not so recognized language. It was Samuel, standing behind the goat. He looked relatively the same since their last encounter, his hands now in his greatcoat's pockets. The ominous man seemed to bear no arms. He had already spoken of his disposition towards her. "I'm just curious, who branded you? Was it [b]him[/b] or [b]her[/b]?" It was probably easy to guess who [b]her[/b] was. Pandora Raidriar. However [b]him[/b] was a different story. He spoke of him in a...respectable tone.