Or would Caius relinquish his duty, cast aside his responsibilities, and surrender it all for a mere human— Venera?
Would Caius choose to save his city or surrender it and his citizens to Venera?
…
Caius had already received the letter from Seth on his side, the weight of the news pressing heavily on his chest. His hands tightened around the letter, the parchment crumpling under his grip until the veins in his arms pulsed prominently, a testament to his mounting anger. With a fierce flick of his wrist, he cast the letter away, sending it fluttering to the ground like a fallen leaf in autumn.
Nearby, Number Eleven and several soldiers knelt on the cold earth, their bodies trembling with fear. They lowered their heads, eyes wide and filled with dread, bracing themselves for the consequences that loomed in the air like a dark cloud overhead.
