"What?"
Ruby raised from her seat, eyes staring at the ruler of Arrenquile right in front of her, disbelief plastered on her face as her eyes filled with rage in seconds.
"There is nothing I can do. Asla will choose this momentum as an opportunity and that is the only thing that could save the two of them." Gerra holds the person's hand in front of him, her hand had long turned cold and it pained him each time, the only thing that can assure him is the way she took each slow breath despite being unconscious.
There are things Gerra himself couldn't do as the ruler of Arrenquile, those things had shackled him from other possibilities a creature could possess right from his birth. He knows he should at least try to protect his daughter and the person he loved from any possible danger. However, any action he takes will be witnessed by all and taken into account as his weakness and further put them in danger.
