Yet, Lucas met his gaze with a steadfast nod, a silent affirmation that victory, against all odds, would be theirs.
In the moments before their arrival, Yves had imparted an order to Lucas, forbidding him from intervening in whatever fate awaited him at Ryder's hands.
In Lucas's eyes, there lingered a trace of desolation as he listened to the hopelessness in Yves's tone, resigned to the belief that their cause was lost.
But fate, it seemed, had other plans.
For who could have foreseen in the darkest hour that Yves would find an ally in Ryder himself, forging an alliance born of fire and fury amidst the ashes of despair?
As they journeyed towards the hallowed grounds of the Arnaud Family's burial site, Yves fulfilled Ryder's request, unraveling the harrowing story of that cruel night.
