Under the cover of night, you went on a mission with the sixth harbinger, almost silently except for your bickering among themselves

"Shut the hell up"

He hisses, squeezing your hand harder and peeking around the corner. then he abruptly pulled you into the alley, when the guards turned away, he closed your mouth, his sharp gaze watched every movement

"You're not just a magician guy, you're a fucking problem, Lyney"