Ruben manages to use his abilities of mind-controlling on Julius the moment he lets his guard down when Vermin's name is being called out, now his worst memories recurred on his head, replaying like a play.
Julius's mind spiraled into chaos, he stumbled, his legs weakening beneath him. The mere mention of Vermin, the man who had slaughtered his entire squad three years ago without breaking a sweat, shook him to his core.
His thoughts blurred as his breath quickened. Maverick... Maverick was still here. He had to get to him. Now.
As he tried to regain his footing, Ruben's laughter echoed in the dim hallway, mocking his fear. "Look at you, Julius," Ruben sneered. "Pathetic. If the Majesty didn't have a soft spot for you, you'd be dead three years ago. Vermin hasn't forgotten. He's still very... angry because the Majesty let you go. So don't provoke him, unless you want to recreate the tragedies over again just like what happens with your subordinates."
