"Wait a minute…" Another guard stepped closer, his eyes widening as he studied her. "Gray hair… gray eyes… are you the hero, Bennett?" His voice trembled with awe.
"The talks can happen later. Open the gates! Can't you see I'm in an urgent situation?" Bennett growled, clutching Alia tighter.
"Uh, oh…" The guard glanced at the unconscious girl in her arms, nervously rubbing his chin. "But sir, you can't enter without an appointment."
"Grr…" A cold wave of aura erupted from Bennett's body, the sheer force freezing the guards in place. Their breath caught in their throats, sweat trailing down their faces.
"S-sir, wait! No, you really can't...!" one guard cried, his voice breaking as Bennett strode forward. His legs quivered, but he couldn't move an inch against the crushing weight of her aura.
