"Hey! What are you doing?!" Artyom exclaimed, his voice laced with surprise and alarm.
Ulyana, equally shocked, stared at the scene unfolding before her. "Why are you attacking Dakrea?" she cried out, her voice filled with confusion.
Qiao Daiyu, her sword still poised to strike, glared at Dakrea with a mixture of suspicion and fear. "How could they not noticed noticed?" she asked in a low tone, her voice barely above a whisper.
"T-Trust me, I just want to be a human...." Dakrea pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.
Artyom, who hadn't heard their conversation, rushed to Qiao Daiyu and forcefully pushed her away from Dakrea.
"What are you doing?!" Artyom demanded, his voice stern and his expression serious. "Why did you attack him?"
Qiao Daiyu stumbled back, her sword lowering slightly. She glanced between Dakrea and his companions, her mind racing.
