Ares shut his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally raised his head as the pressure over him lifted. He glanced at Kyle and Cassian, muttering an apology. He couldn't endanger his entire clan for them.
Yet his eyes burned with resolve as he secretly sent one final message to them.
'Stay alive. I will come for you. You joined me—it's my responsibility to protect you.'
Then, he turned and left.
If Ares wanted to save the two, he would need to gather more allies—powerful ones.
Kyle watched his fading figure, his vision blurring from the pain tearing through his body. But there was no way he would let Nathaniel leave without a parting gift. So, with a deceptively innocent expression, he looked at the man. He didn't speak aloud—just smirked and silently mouthed the words before being dragged away.
'Azazeal is here. For you.'
Nathaniel blinked, watching as Kyle and Cassian were effortlessly dragged away.
"Aza… what? Was he threatening me?"
