Cecile's eyes met Selena's and Karina's, a silent communication passing between them. With a subtle nod from Cecile, the trio understood the urgency of the situation.
"Selena, Karina, we need to get out of here. This clash is going to be beyond anything we've witnessed," Cecile urgently whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the rising panic.
Selena nodded, her expression mirroring the gravity of the situation. "I agree. Let's find a safe place, away from the epicenter of their clash."
Karina, her eyes wide with concern, added, "I don't want to be caught in the crossfire. Lead the way, Empress."
The three of them with Kesya on top of Selena's back navigated through the tumultuous crowd, their movements deliberate and purposeful. The onlookers, driven by fear and uncertainty, failed to notice the three figures slipping away. The urgency in their steps echoed the unspoken understanding that their safety lay in retreat.
