A Pill Beyond Galvia
"We greet our new lord," Max spoke first.
His voice was steady. Not loud. Not submissive. Just firm.
"We, the three brothers, swear our utmost loyalty from this moment onward."
Rex's jaw tightened before he spoke, as if tasting the weight of the words. "Our blades, our strength, our knowledge—"
"—and our lives," Lux finished calmly, his tone cutting clean through the air.
Rex and Lux echoed in unison.
"We swear it."
The words did not tremble.
They were not theatrical.
They were stone.
For a moment, nothing moved.
Leon watched them carefully.
Not their bowed heads.
Their shoulders.
Their breathing.
Their eyes.
He was not looking for obedience. He was measuring resolve.
"You understand what this means?" Leon asked quietly.
Max met his gaze without flinching. "We do."
"No second chances," Leon continued. His tone remained mild, but something colder coiled beneath it. "No divided hearts."
