"Is there something wrong with your ears?" Zeon's voice cut through the tension, laced with casual arrogance.
"My name is Zeon, and regarding your young master and that Sixth Elder..." His smile twisted with disdain. "They're nothing but trash. Talk all the nonsense you want, but if you don't leave, I'll start a killing spree!"
His words carried an indifferent threat, ominous and clear. Then, with a wave of his hand, he signaled Ethan and the others below to retreat quickly.
"The Ashenvale family's formation is broken—they can no longer make big waves. It's time to leave," Lana said decisively.
"Let's go." Magnus re-wrapped his bandages, his gaze steady.
"Solara, let's go," Ethan shouted.
At Ethan's call, Solara instantly shed her Phoenix form, transforming back into her human shape as she descended from the sky.
The four surged upwards, joining Rain at the outskirts.
Noel Ashenvale's eyes burned with fury as he stared at the departing Ethan.
