Villain Ch 1767. Defensive Protocol Buffs
Allen's sword was already drawn—just in case.
He turned to the others. "Should we get in?"
That wasn't really for them.
"Is it safe?" he added, this time aloud—for her.
No immediate answer.
Of course not.
"…Kafra?" Allen tried again.
Still silence.
Zoe shifted beside him, crossing her arms with a sigh. "She's stalling."
Vivian tilted her head and raised a brow. "Think she's being watched too?"
"No," Allen muttered. "She's thinking."
Kafra finally spoke, her voice softer than usual. A little too careful.
"Gimme like… a couple minutes. Please."
That tone? Not her usual high-energy mascot voice. That was real worry tucked behind the syntax.
"Alright," Allen said quietly. "We'll wait."
The girls didn't argue.
So they waited.
