After Alad commanded Werk and Cirris, they wasted no time attacking.
The moment they lunged forward, I felt a chill run down my spine. Something was off. The way their eyes darted towards me, the subtle smirks forming on their lips—this wasn't just a straightforward battle. Then it hit me.
Wait… they're looking at me? That's their plan!
"If you won't fight, then we'll just attack Will," Werk declared, his voice dripping with amusement as he marched toward me.
I clenched my fists. They weren't going after Tyiyn or Raiden directly. No, they had a much crueler strategy—using me as bait. They knew my friends wouldn't stand by and let me be attacked, forcing them to fight back whether they wanted to or not.
"You're scum," Raiden said through gritted teeth, stepping between me and Werk without hesitation. His stance was firm, his expression hardened.
