"Xavier." Nyx called to him, her voice trembling. "Please… come back to us."
He finally looked up, meeting their tear-filled gazes. A faint, weary smile touched his lips. "I will," he said softly. "Once she's free, I'll find you all."
The words weren't a promise. They were a conviction.
Theron, standing beside Seraphine, placed a gentle hand on her arm. "He's right. The longer we stay, the more danger we bring to him...and to everyone else. The prisoners need guidance. I'll go with the others. If they meet resistance, I'll handle it." Lucas quickly left the Empress for a while and unlocked the restraint on Theron's neck...so he could help protect the girls and the other prisoners. The restraint around Theron's neck was easy for him to unlock. He threw it away the moment he unlocked it.
Seraphine turned to Theron, her tears now flowing freely. "Theron…"
He gave her a smile. "I'll keep them safe,"
Lira called out softly, "Xavier, we're leaving. Now."
