Shh~
A cold breeze slithered through the rusted spear, carrying the scent of burnt metal and blood.
Victor stood motionless after stepping out of the portal.
His cold silver eyes locked onto the tailed metallic figure standing several meters away while his hand slowly released Vesperine's waist before letting her go.
Victor did not even spare her a glance, even though she was still in a haze from the speed.
His boots scraped against broken stone as he walked toward Sera with slow, controlled steps.
Nor hurry or panic.
Yet every movement carried terrifying pressure, like a volcano barely containing its eruption.
The metallic figure froze.
For the first time since it appeared, the machine experienced something disturbingly similar to fear.
Its body refused to move.
The atmosphere itself had changed.
