"Lucian, I've discovered Gabriel's room, filled with alpalithium. It seems he's planning to build an army to wipe out the entire vampire race. You'll die if you stay here. Come with me! Let's not think about anything else!"
"Wait a moment. There's something bothering me."
"What?" Liz raised an eyebrow.
"You're asking me to leave. So, are you planning to leave Gabriel, your husband?"
"Yes. I can't be married to a killer like him. He's the one who murdered Freya, the Moon Girl from the Moonlit tribe, along with her unborn child."
"I know," Lucian replied calmly and composedly.
"Did you know all along?" Liz asked, growing more perplexed by his response.
"Yes."
"What?! Lucian, you—" Liz was speechless. Her eyes widened almost to the point of tears.
Then, her voice trembling with anger, Liz pointed at Lucian with intense emotion. Her heart pounded harder, and she felt choked up, tears threatening to spill.
