Just as the massive, dark beast was about to charge this way, its wings poised for an attack.
Elias found himself grumbling about that annoying guy who had just left.
"Seriously? You're just gonna watch the chaos unfold and then bail on me? Thought you said you had my back?"
Wait a minute, that's not right!
Elias paused, thinking it over. Nyarl must've known he stood no chance against this behemoth. Was this deliberate?
Was she pushing him to use the power she'd given him, to truly become the "Chosen of Chaos"?
"The ancestor's lost control..." Olivia murmured, watching the dark figure looming closer.
The ground shook violently, and as things spiraled further out of control, her expression darkened.
"This is bad..."
Not to mention, she couldn't even return to report to her father...
