In one of the rooms in a citizen's house, Athenia gazed at Mariel, who sat at the edge of the bed with a worried expression. His bloodstains had been cleaned, and his wounds were already bandaged. Athenia had no idea how Mariel had gotten injured, but it was clear that it was real.
Honestly, Athenia felt a bit scared now. If Mariel had been defeated so easily, it meant there was a stronger enemy they didn't know about. Athenia's goal was now at risk of being unfulfilled.
However, seeing Mariel calmly inspecting the bandages wrapped around his body, Athenia felt something was wrong. Mariel seemed too relaxed for someone who had just been injured. He was too composed for someone whose plan had just failed—
Athenia's eyes suddenly widened.
"Do you have a question?"