"We... are surrounded?"
"Bruto..." Gray reached out a straining hand towards Bruto, "Did you come to catch me?"
"Not exactly," Bruto firmly grasped Gray's hand and said softly, "Alright, as the protagonist, you've been great. Next, watch us readers perform."
Morca sheepishly climbed up to the rooftop with all four hands.
"Author?" Gray was astonished.
"Yes, it's me. I brought the readers to rescue you."
"Readers?"
Dragging Gray, Morca used both hands and feet like a spider and retracted to the balcony below.
Bruto looked towards Jeremy, the soul fire in his eye sockets blazing wildly. Although expressionless, there was a sense of a chilling smile.
"Are you from the Lich Council? What do you want? We executed our attack as agreed! You have no reason to interfere!" Jeremy roared
