"Yes, Minister."
Aisili went to get Kallen some ice water, while Kallen walked into the private room.
Behind him, Kevin raised his head and glanced at Puer. Puer gripped the fur on Kevin's neck with one paw and gave him a gentle push forward.
Kevin understood and walked into the private room too.
Their earlier hesitation had been over whether they should leave first. Given their current fighting strength, staying would do little to help Kallen and might well make them a burden to him;
as for the idiotic mentality of "if you won't leave, neither will I; we leave together," that would naturally never occur to a great adventurer or an Evil God.
But thinking about it another way, that skeleton had already appeared out of thin air, and he controlled the theater's internal formations. Without Kallen's protection, could the two of them really get out of this theater?
If they failed to leave and instead got captured as hostages to threaten Kallen, that would really ruin everything.
So the best choice was still to come inside.
Kallen took the ice water Aisili handed him and had a sip.
Inwardly, he was astonished. I really never expected this dragon to be one of that skeleton's people too.
Although Lord Aoji had always acted somewhat dim-witted in front of him, and had been especially baffling today, her attempt to use Rasma to break her own seal that night had made it clear to Kallen that this dragon was certainly no fool.
Was this why that skeleton dared let me back in? Even Aoji, the strongest fighter on my side, is one of his people. Let's see what choice you make now.
He had to admit that the skeleton had won.
His bodyguard had become an inside operative. Kallen could barely