In the Gemini Side Hall, amid the oppressive, chilling clang of metal, the Flame Demon Sword flickering scarlet like fresh blood was sheathed in a scabbard carved from Cenwood branches.
Accompanied by a series of hums, the dense runes engraved upon it pulsed and trembled. Frost congealed tightly, gradually suppressing Laevatein's demonic nature and sending it into cooldown and dormancy.
"Princess Helen!"
At the same time, the belated Gogo charged into the room with sword and shield in hand, calling out anxiously.
But when her searching gaze landed on the unharmed Helen upon the bed, as well as Samael standing before it, the Spartan Queen's mind momentarily failed to process what she was seeing.
"Your Majesty Theseus, how did you..."
Cough, cough...
Samael's breathing faltered. His agitated mind made him cough lightly, and the taste of blood filled his mouth as an unnatural flush appeared on his pale face.
"We'll discuss this later!"
Helen shot Gogo a glare and hurriedly raised a hand, intending to support the Ancient Serpent's somewhat unsteady body.
However, the Holy King behind her raised a hand to stop her. His narrowed eyes stared darkly toward a faint curtain of light behind a courtyard pillar.
"Get out here!"
Crack!
In an instant, the light screen shattered. A figure wrapped in tattered black robes darted out and fled toward the doorway with the speed of lightning.
"Roar!"
But just as the intruder reached the door, the instinctively vigilant Gogo raised her sword and shield with an angry roar. Bursting divine power slammed the uninvited guest back.
The surrounding space immediately turned distorted and viscous. A familiar sense of crushing heaviness welled up in his heart as the miserable middle-aged man, looking like a yam dug out of soot and ash, was seized by the void and dragged