Kyle froze and stared into Alec's eyes. The grip on his arm tightened, and before he could comprehend the situation, the man holding him raised his other hand and struck his chest with force.
Carcel's eyes widened when he saw Kyle being thrown backward in mid-air by Alec. He looked at Alec in disbelief, preparing to ask why he attacked. His words were stuck in his throat when he watched Alec float towards the shadow generals.
"Huh?"
The blue-haired man positioned himself in front of the two shadow generals he was supposed to take down.
Then he raised his sword toward Carcel, and that's when the golden-haired man finally noticed Alec's vacant gaze.
A shuddering breath escaped Carcel's mouth as dark energy began enveloping one of Alec's hands under his gaze. Then a dark petal, pulsating with eerie energy, emerged on the back of his hand.
