Vigil at Port Obsidian

IRONCLAD'S POV

Late for what?

That would have been the question Ironclad had to ask, but when he thought twice about it. He didn't want to be seen as someone who didn't understand the codes that went on in Port Obsidian. Knowing that he was one of them was enough. He would just play along to whatever it was the boy was talking about.

Ironclad looked behind him, his eyes landing on Victor and the w