"Safe…" Kratos muttered.
Abornim looked around at everyone. They had run for hundreds of kilometers. Though the sound of the helicopters still echoed faintly in the distance, it seemed the military was no longer interested in searching.
"Brother… you still haven't told me why you are here, who you really are, and what happened. Who are you?" Hercules asked, his voice deep and his eyes stern as they locked onto Abornim and Kratos.
"Fine. I'm from a different world—but I am still Kratos, your brother. And he…" Kratos pointed toward Abornim. "…is from outside. What we are about to tell you is connected to all of this."
The three of them stood deep in the forest, surrounded only by trees and low vegetation.
Insects and animals lurked around, yet none dared approach.
Even without releasing their aura, anyone could sense that Abornim, Hercules, and Kratos were terrifying beings.
"I'm listening," Hercules said after drawing in a fresh breath, his expression turning even more stern.
