Erik and Mia stood side by side with tense bodies watching Valeria with wary expressions. Her graceful descent, calm demeanor, and lack of immediate hostility left them unsettled. Why wasn't she attacking them directly? They had been expecting a fierce attack from behind when they engaged in the relentless assault from the mob. Yet here she was standing before them with calm air, while holding that pulsating black orb in her hand.
It didn't make sense because she is their enemy.
Erik's grip tightened on the hilt of his sword. His body remained ready for action, but something about the way Valeria was behaving made him hesitate. It was as if she had no bad intentions at all, and that only made him more suspicious.
Mia glanced at Erik from the corner of her eye, feeling the same confusion. They couldn't let their guard down. This could be a trick and neither of them could afford to be caught off-guard again.
