"So, you're here," Ludwig said, his voice calm but with a hint of amusement as he looked at Minerva. She stood a few feet away, her posture relaxed but her eyes sharp, scanning him with a mix of curiosity and relief.
"Yeah, I can see that you got your beacon back," she replied, her tone light but with a touch of admiration. She gestured to his wrist, where the beacon now glowed faintly, signaling his status as prey once more. Ludwig couldn't help but smile. His mana was still surging from the buffs he had cast earlier, and he felt more than ready for whatever came next—even if it meant facing Minerva herself.
"I did get my revenge, though," Minerva said, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. She held up her right arm, revealing the beacon on her wrist. "Managed to recover my status as prey. Now I can pass."
"Good, good," Ludwig said, his smile widening. "Bron must be pissed."