"SHYE CROWLEY OF THE BLACK DAWN!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS TREACHERY?!" the Chellionian mage hero shouted in a panic.
He attempted to cast spells, but he found himself unable to harness any mana.
Axelle found herself in the same predicament, realizing that she, too, was at Shye's mercy.
All she could do was watch and hope for the best.
"Heh, aren't you a clever mage, Allen Frostwind of the Howling Blizzard? Why do I still have to spell things out for you?" Shye mocked, his gaze icy. "That's right—just like her, I'm also a terrorist."
At Shye's words, Axelle's heart raced, a surge of excitement flooding her body.
She never imagined that Shye Crowley of the Black Dawn, Valenzia's sole hero, would turn out to be a terrorist like herself, even becoming her unexpected ally!
Axelle was naturally curious about Shye's affiliation.
However, she knew this wasn't the time to ask, as they still had unfinished business.
