part4

He couldn't speak.

Not a single word would come out.

He couldn't speak.

Not a single word would come out.

It wasn't just his hands that trembled—it was everything, even deep inside his body.

Every part of him shook so violently that he couldn't even move properly.

Maybe Sylas sensed it, because for once, he didn't try to hold Rocco back.

Sylas, who would normally never let him go, gently set him down.

It was proof that even he understood where Rocco's priorities lay.

Rocco took a step forward in silence, and Ares smiled in satisfaction.

His outstretched hand reached toward Rocco's—

And in that precise moment, it happened.

A large figure suddenly appeared behind Ares, as if materializing from thin air.

The sensation was exactly the same as when Sylas and Mahmoud had shown up out of nowhere earlier.

Before anyone could even react, the archer's voice rang out in alarm.

"My lord—!"