"…And why, exactly, should I?"
The words hung in the air like a cold blade.
For the first time since entering the chamber, Kain and Serena went utterly still. The air felt too still, too hollow, as if even the relic itself had stopped breathing to wait for their answer.
Kain's mouth opened slightly, then closed again. Serena blinked once, her brows knitting together behind her calm mask of composure.
It wasn't that they hadn't expected to be challenged—after all, it may wonder what two 5-star beast tamers could possibly do, when even Demigods were fleeing the east—but the mocking tone felt like a slap to not only their abilities but also their intentions to help.
What did it mean, 'why should it'?!
They'd just poured out their reasons: the invasion of the Eastern Continent, the millions of lives left stranded, the ever-growing Abyssal army. How could that not be enough?
