Before Morvane could respond to Esmael's ominous words, the door to the house broke open with a thunderous crash. Guards in heavy Ketamran armor stormed in, their weapons drawn, their faces set with grim determination.
"Morvane!" one of them shouted, pointing a sword at him. "You are to come with us at once!"
Morvane stepped back, his fists clenching as he prepared to resist. But before he could act, a commanding voice cut through the chaos.
"Enough!"
Medas entered the room, his presence suffocating as his sharp gaze swept over everyone. His eyes narrowed as they landed on Morvane. "What are you doing here? You were banished. Have you lost your mind? Guards, seize him! He'll be kicked out immediately."
"Wait! Please, wait!" Grandma pleaded, stepping in front of Morvane.
