Every eye was looking at the caged sky, particularly at a man who leisurely leaned back on with his arms crossed. Under the trembling terror that the beast exuded he was the only man that still had a smirk on his face.
"Lyon..." Sakya muttered under her breath as her eyelids glued to the ceiling. She gulped at the sight.
"How..." Baiyun muttered before his eyes darted from the man whom he scoffed at the gala toward his trembling hands.
The White Crow was speechless as he unknowingly put his entire life in the hand of the man daring to face the unknown assailant.
"That guy, is in a different class, heh," Moris peeked with one of his eyes as his lungs started to pump normally again.
"All our fate lies in his hand now," Farash furrowed her brows. "We can't even stand by his side, even Fang is still panting."
Zelena furrowed her brows as she tightened her lips together.
