When Ienzo left, he had severed ties with The Order, to Even's knowledge. He'd heard stories that he had practically begged Lexaeus to join him, but that he'd been refused. Since Ienzo's capture by Khamja, nobody had seen hide nor hair of him, though he didn't doubt that Lexaeus would want to remain in contact, even though the defection had been hard on him. How that could have happened when Ienzo was supposedly practically a prisoner of Khamja really was anyone's guess.
Rogue elements in Khamja sounded fairly likely, at any rate. From what he'd heard, from inside and out of it, it was hardly a harmonious Clan. In-fighting was a serious problem, and sometimes a fatal one, so what was to say that they couldn't have dubious loyalties?
"And who is that likely to be?" Even asked, raising his chin slightly. On anybody else, the look would have been challenging, but on Even it wasn't.
He didn't know many members of Khamja. Nobody had been forthcoming with the identities of many of the members, not even now he was within the walls of the Desert Palace. He didn't even know who the Arrancar answered to.
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Rogue elements in Khamja sounded fairly likely, at any rate. From what he'd heard, from inside and out of it, it was hardly a harmonious Clan. In-fighting was a serious problem, and sometimes a fatal one, so what was to say that they couldn't have dubious loyalties?
"And who is that likely to be?" Even asked, raising his chin slightly. On anybody else, the look would have been challenging, but on Even it wasn't.
He didn't know many members of Khamja. Nobody had been forthcoming with the identities of many of the members, not even now he was within the walls of the Desert Palace. He didn't even know who the Arrancar answered to.