Hyuorinmaru is what tipped them off.

No one knew what to do with him, the traitor's pet. The villagers wanted to put him down, but Tomix had intervened, saying he would keep the beast. It was a dragon, after all. They were extremely valuable alive.

But then he starts to get sick.

His scales began to glow green, and his eyes darkened. He stopped moving around and just lay there, breathing shallowly and keening as if in terrible pain.

At first, Tomix had bitterly thought to let him suffer. He had stared at him coldly for a few minutes that morning over his tea, watching him whimper.

But why should the innocent be punished for the crimes of the guilty? So he takes the dragon to Cyzero.

Cyzero is in his workshop, toiling over a new invention when Tomix arrives.

Cyzero is the only one in the whole realm who truly believes that there was more to what had happened to their beloved hero. Is it really so easy to break a person's faith? Cyzero thinks sometimes. Why does everyone jump to the worst conclusion, even when the person in question is someone who has saved us countless times? But there is nothing to be done, the war has stopped [another suspicious thing] so he continues with his work, all the while thinking that this is just the calm before the storm. He doesn't smile nearly as much, and the noise in his head gets to him more often.

But then the dragon.

"This is very odd." Cyzero observes. He examines the dragon carefully and infinitely gently, and rubs his head soothingly after taking a blood sample.

"Maru is showing signs of blood poisoning but there are no visible injuries on his body. How is this happening?" He frowns. He isn't talking to Tomix.

He doesn't talk to anyone anymore, really. He had tried to make people believe him, believe that Misaki had not just up and left, but it was futile, he realised after a while. They didn't want to believe. They needed someone to love, or someone to hate. It just so happens that it's the same person. And so he stopped going out, he conducted his experiments alone; he keeps to himself now.

But he especially hates Tomix.

He stares at the blood in the vial. They are connected, Misaki and Maru. Mentally. Spiritually. Physically? Is she hurt? Why? Blood poisoning needs a physical injury, right? Is someone hurting her? Why isn't she healing herself?

Suddenly it clicks.

Tomix starts. "What?"

"If Misaki had changed sides, she would be living like a queen. Someone as strong as her, she's be treated as equal to Sepulchure, wouldn't she?" The noise in his head reaches a crescendo.

"They took her."

"Cyzero, you're not making any sense –"

"They took her you fool, don't you get it?! All this time, you were all thinking she left of her own free will," He rushes around, throwing things into a bag, wide eyed and frenzied. "But she didn't! She didn't abandon us, she sacrificed herself for us!" He liftes Hyuorinmaru gently and wraps him in a cloak.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Tomix grabs Cyzero's arm as he runs past him through the front door. Cyzero wrenches his arm away from Tomix and turns to him.

"Don't you dare." He hisses. His voice is ice cold.

"I asked for your help," He steps closer to Tomix, sneering, "I pleaded, I tried to tell you that something was wrong, but you would not listen and now she is dying. Alone." He steps away, out onto the grass. "You have no right." Tomix stares, stunned, and Cyzero leaves him there, running into the forest, Hyuorinmaru tucked into his arms.