"Lucas! Are you listening?! Just…"
Yelena's voice faded into the background as my sudden realization struck. Instantly, I bit my lower lip and turned to face Amelia.
"Lucas, what's going–"
I interrupted her before she could voice her concerns, saying, "I have to go inside. To my room. I want you to stall these two until I come out."
With that, I gestured toward Yelena and Adel. The silver-haired elf had her hand stretched out in front of the Golden Wolf.
From the looks of it, Yelena didn't want a fight to break out between us. A very good choice. At the very least, she still had some sense left in her.
Adel was too arrogant to notice, but Yelena seemed to understand that if we were to fight right now, I would prevail.
I shifted my attention back to Amelia and said, "Just trust me on this one."
The black-haired archeress was momentarily at a loss for words. However, in the end, she managed to bob her in a reluctant nod.
