Jax slowly pulled away from his women's arms, his face hardening again. The warmth of the reunion gave way to the cold determination of a leader. In front of him, Valerius and the Siren Queen lay neutralized, trembling under the pressure of his aura.
Jax stepped toward the Siren Queen, his blue aura pressing the air as if the whole ocean had fallen onto her. He stared at her, his eyes blazing with held-back fury.
"When we fought that day, you made a promise," he said, his voice low. "You swore you wouldn't invade my island. You swore you'd keep the peace."
The siren trembled, unable to meet his gaze. The energy chains Jax had formed pinned her to the ground, powerless.
"There was an agreement…" she murmured, barely audible. "Humans, beasts, demons… everyone signed a treaty. They would give us half the coasts, let us pull back a thousand kilometers and have our own country on the continent. That was the fish-people's dream… to live on solid land."
