The Riverhill soldier and Arthur made a deal. The soldier would let Veronica go and retrieve the crystal magic ball.
As he slowly pushed Veronica toward Arthur, Arthur stepped closer as well.
As if time had stopped. The movements were slow and careful. No one made a reckless move.
Just the moment Arthur's hand reached Veronica, he grabbed her and threw the crystal magic ball up. The soldier's eyes were fixed on the magic ball. He raised his head and moved forward to hold the magic ball.
The moment the soldier let go of Veronica's arm, Arthur pulled her toward her. His arm tightly held Veronica's waist.
Veronica's fingers clasped his clothes. "I-I'm sorry. Because of me…" She was so ashamed that because of her lack of flexibility, they were at a disadvantage right now.
"It's fine. I'm more worried about your neck." Arthur frowned as he checked her wound.
