"B-brother."
Standing at the top of a building far away from the fierce battle between Norian and the three nobles, crimson eyes twisted with sadness as she watched him get pummeled without a chance to defend.
He was tossed around in the sky like a ragdoll, played around by the three nobles who did not hold back at all.
With her calculation, he would only be able to survive a few minutes before dying.
The conclusion made her shiver.
Just like twenty years ago, she was going to lose a loved one.
Her heart was simply not prepared for any of it, as grieving was one of the things she never got used to. She was too weak against that emotional state.
"Lord Norian…"
"Vice President…"
"Those damn Lunaris!"
Beside her, there were a few high-ranking hunters who had not fled like the others. They all reacted as they witnessed the brutality and, like her, they felt helpless.
