Melkir, having swiftly dodged the attack, widened the distance between himself and his attacker before slowly turning to look back.
Thud, thud, thud!
Moments later, a group emerged from the burning forest. At a glance, Melkir immediately recognized the approaching figure.
âCount Fenris.â
The overwhelming aura radiating from Ghislain sent shivers through Melkirâs body. He licked his lips in anticipation.
âYouâve finally arrived.ân/oÌ/vel/b//jn dot c//om
âSending all your subordinates away? Feeling confident, are you? Well, not entirelyâyou did leave one behind. Just the two of you against me?â
Standing beside Ghislain was Belinda, who had been glaring at Melkir the entire time.
Though his face was obscured by bandages, Belinda didnât rely solely on appearances to identify him. The manâs aura, mannerisms, and voiceâall unmistakably pointed to someone from her past.
Clenching her eyes shut briefly as if to confirm her suspicions, Belinda opened them again and spoke.
âSo, youâre still alive. Melkir the Traitor.â
Melkir raised an eyebrow, tilting his head as he scrutinized her.
âTraitor? You know me?â
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