Rui stepped forward, her expression serene as she met the leader's gaze. "And I did," she said softly. "Just not for you."
The leader's face twisted with rage and betrayal. "You... you traitor!"
Rui's calm demeanor didn't waver. "Did you really think you could use me and leave me behind to face the consequences? I only repaid the favor."
Fenrir chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "She's been working for me all along. You're just now realizing that?"
The rebels panicked, some dropping to their knees in surrender while others tried to flee into the forest. But Fenrir's guards were swift, cutting off any escape routes.
The confrontation was swift and decisive. The rebels, weakened and unarmed, were no match for Fenrir's forces.
As the last of the resistance crumbled, Rui stood by Fenrir's side, watching impassively. Her calm exterior betrayed no hint of remorse or triumph—just cold calculation.
