King's Heroic Entry

King had arrived a bit after Minerva launched her attack.

From his vantage point atop a towering tree, his keen senses had already detected the traps laid throughout the area, including the barrier of miasma shrouding the camp below.

"A handmade barrier... interesting," he muttered, his azure eyes narrowing as he analyzed the swirling corruption.

Artificial barriers of miasma were rare—he hadn't realized such things could even be created. Worse still, this one was powered by a Demonic Beast. His gaze shifted toward the large tent in the center of the camp. Even from this distance, the foul energy radiating from it was visible in his eyes. The barrier's strength stemmed from that creature.

King's attention flicked to the prisoners. Lua, Mona, and Saya were huddled in a makeshift cage, their faces pale and frightened. Nearby, Reynold was bound to a tree, blood trailing down his temple.