"Reiner."
Standing before us was Reiner Dolphis.
"What are you doing here?" Navas asked, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Reiner cast a glance over his shoulder. His gaze briefly landed on me, then Celeste, and finally Alicia. His expression hardened.
"So, that brat Evan predicted this, huh?" Reiner muttered; "Lowering himself to ask for my help—well, it seems he made the right call."
"My brother?" Celeste blinked.
Evan had probably anticipated this long before even Navas had shown up. That was why Evan seemed so calm, so certain of Celeste's safety. He had called for Reiner. And with Kamarel dead at John's hands, Dolphis was no longer under threat.
Reiner's gaze sharpened as it swung back to Navas. "Brother, you've stooped to a new low."