Hours of conversation had all gone to waste in a single moment. A whispered threat close to the ear was all it took to signal the inevitable. Something terrible could happen if anyone dared to wish for it. But that omen did not come from the person who initially sought to dominate. The game had changed the instant the predator found himself prey.
From the way Dellon was still gasping for breath, frozen in fear, Zeyn could tell exactly what had transpired. A mere fraction of a second had turned the entire situation upside down, thanks to his sister's intervention.
Azalea, meanwhile, remained in stunned silence, her confusion palpable. For just a split second, she had sensed a massive surge of chakra, overwhelming in its presence. She had also seen faint, transparent figures flickering in and out of the interrogation room. In that very instant, Dellon, who had been so confident moments ago, now sat paralyzed, hunched over, completely powerless.
