In the blink of an eye, a sword suddenly appeared in Vaelric's right hand, and with immense speed, he appeared in front of Thalos with his sword outstretched.
But just as he appeared in front of Thalos, Serak, Darius, and Liora instantly appeared behind him with their weapons placed a few inches close to his neck.
Their eyes glowed a deep red as they all intensely stared at Vaelric, whose sword was still outstretched towards Thalos.
Serak's glowing eyes never left Vaelric for even a second as he moved his axe closer to Vaelric's neck. "You seem to have forgotten who you're pointing your sword at..."
"Stand back, Vaelric," Darius muttered. "You do not want to face the consequences."
Liora was yet to say anything, but her gaze was obviously more intense and sharper than the others.
Sylas could only watch in silence, his eyes widened. His gaze darted between Vaelric, the other Progenitors, and the King.
