Velren let out a slow breath, his body finally relaxing after the brutal fight. He took one last glance at the Brimfang's lifeless corpse before turning his gaze forward—toward the edge of the island where Raine was. The battle had dragged on longer than expected, and every second spent here was a second wasted.
He patted Ignis's smoldering form, feeling the lingering heat against his palm.
"Let's hurry to her, shall we?"
Just as he shifted to walk away, a flicker of movement at the edge of his vision made him pause. His fingers twitched toward his katana instinctively, irritation flashing through him.
'Now what?!'
