Despite the agonizing pain coursing through his body, Kael tried to push himself to stand. However, his body refused to listen.
He knew he couldn't afford to rest.
Even if standing pained him, he had to keep fighting.
Get up… Get up!
He tried to muster up his strength. However, before he could even bring himself to stand, Lucien closed the distance between the two.
He didn't allow him even a moment of rest.
Kael's expression twisted in panic upon seeing him, his pupils expanding.
Lucien's blood-stained claw gleamed under the moonlight as an eerie light flickered past his crimson pupils.
His hands closed around Kael's throat before grabbing his neck and lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing.
Kael choked, clawed at the grip, his vision swarming with dark spots. He could feel the god's power pressing into him, burning through his skin, almost as if it were searching for something—
