Chumo's words hint at a confession, but Emery couldn't bring himself to believe that his friend was capable of such a monstrous act.
The chains binding Chumo's arms were forged from high-grade materials, the kind specifically designed to hold individuals of the magus realm and prevent a trace of magic. If he were to help Chumo, he would need to break the chain first.
"No… don't…" Chumo muttered, his voice raw with strain. "You shouldn't…"
Emery paused, a flicker of doubt clouding his thoughts. But when Chumo revealed that he had chained himself to prevent more harm, the look in his eyes told Emery everything.
Regardless of what Chumo had done—or what he had become—Emery would not abandon him. Even if his friend had taken lives or somehow turned into a monster beyond recognition, Emery's resolve didn't waver. He was here to help.
