Off in the distance, Eira watched the battlefield with a stunned, tight expression.
She'd expected the human to have a trump card.
She just hadn't expected it to be this insane.
Four peak Tier 35 soulless thralls—each one more terrifying than the last.
It was obvious that even if she joined in, she'd get crushed right along with the rest.
Good thing I didn't make a move, Eira thought, a chill crawling up her spine.
This place is not somewhere we can stay. We need to leave. Now.
She turned, about to take her people and slip away—
And then a figure appeared in front of her, cutting off her path like he'd been there the whole time.
Eira's entire body went rigid. Her face hardened, every muscle tensing.
Ethan smiled at her.
"Since you're already here, no need to rush off like that, right?"
That smile made Eira feel cold all over. She swallowed and spoke fast, careful with every word.
