Zach stared at Luke, his expression frozen in disbelief.
Then—
He smacked his forehead, sighing.
After spending so much time around Luke, he had almost forgotten what kind of person he really was.
Compared to Laurence Mann, who had succumbed to madness, Luke seemed even more like a demon.
And yet—
Luke was in complete control.
"It's you, huh?" Zach muttered.
"Figures."
"Then I'll take them and get out of here."
Luke didn't respond.
He simply watched as Zach shot downward, heading straight for Nate Dawson.
Before Nate could even react—
Zach grabbed him and lifted off the ground, flying toward Marissa Jones and the others.