The afternoon air whipped around Asher as he exited the Tower of Hell, his body somewhat exhausted after spending all that mana back to back.
He barely had time to gather his bearings when Rebecca appeared, rushing towards him with a frantic expression on her face, her usually confident demeanor shattered by a raw desperation.
"My son is in danger! I have to save him!" Rebecca exclaimed, her voice thick with panic.
Asher gave her a baffled look, trying to process her words, "Take a breath. Kira wouldn't have gotten through his mind yet." His voice was steady, but his gaze held concern.
Rebecca's eyes glistened with tears, and she shook her head, her fear palpable, "You don't understand. Our kingdom is exposed! That stupid key gave out after devouring all our Deviars!" Her hands trembled as she held them out, as if the weight of the kingdom's fate was crushing her.
