Ciara's POV
A sense of relief washed over me when I saw him. I don't know why, but I felt safe now that he was here and yet, he did nothing to acknowledge us. Was it because of the beasts that stood in front of us with murderous looks in their eyes? The magic that pulsed from Kevin was much more refined than what the other artras emanated. A low growl broke through the silence, catching my attention once again. The wolf had a murderous look in its eyes, so intense it could probably burn a hole into whoever it was aimed at, and right now it was focused on the new arrival dressed in white armour. Kevin let himself forward as though he was getting ready to sprint right before he vanished from sight, a violent gust of wind blowing back in response to his impossibly fast dash.
