Many of the onlookers failed to comprehend the danger unfolding in that split second. The majority of the survivors were still stoking the fires of vengeance against the monsters who had butchered their loved ones, completely unaware that Felix was charging forward with his divine-infused blade drawn.
Even Yogev, entirely consumed by the lingering haze of trauma, remained blissfully absent-minded as Felix approached with murderous intent.
It was only when Felix sprinted full speed at Yogev, lunging with his glowing dagger leveled directly at his heart, that the surrounding mages gasped in horror. Yet they were far too distant to intervene.
STAB!
Yogev squeezed his eyes shut as Felix closed the gap, bracing for the inevitable strike.
Seconds trickled past, but no pain came. Opening his eyes, Yogev discovered that a body had thrown itself between him and the blade.
Someone shorter, younger, and endlessly loyal had been watching over him the entire time.
