#Chapter 200: Everyone Loves A Good Distraction

I enter the Pyramid and run into Zavros, who is leaning against the hallway, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. How long has he been standing there? Had he also suffered from Agnia’s wrath?

“Guess she got to Kavros, too?” Zavros asks. He motions his head back down the hall, likely indicating the way Kavros stormed off.

“Agnia?” I ask.

He nods. “Even Sylas got an earful, and all he was doi