Chasing The Truth

Cassius's gaze then shifted from Skadi's enthusiastic grin to Lucious, who was still muttering complaints about the mess under his breath. "Lucious..." He said, his tone casual but firm. "You can clean up the body later. For now, take Edmund away."

"...His time's finally come."

Lucious paused mid—grumble, nodding with a resigned sigh. "About time..." He muttered, stepping over the blood—streaked floor with practiced ease. He then grabbed Edmund by the arm, hauling the weak, trembling doctor to his feet with a rough tug.

Edmund's eyes widened in panic, his muffled pleas turning into desperate, garbled cries as he struggled against Lucious's grip. "No—please! Help me! Don't let him take me! Don't let this demon take me!" He begged as his gag slipped off, his voice cracking as he twisted toward the trio, his bound hands flailing uselessly.