The moment Eros vanished—
the replica staff lost control.
A violent pulse of sacred mana erupted from the watchtower, shaking the entire fortress.
The surrounding soldiers stumbled backward in shock as golden light spiraled wildly into the skies.
Amidst the rumble stood Liam.
He had been helping the other soldiers when he abruptly stopped.
A sense of dread crawled up his spine.
Something was wrong.
"Young... Master?"
His hand trembled, loosening his grip on the tray of medicine he was carrying.
CLANG.
The sound snapped him back to reality.
Without hesitation, he sprinted toward the watchtower.
━━━━━━━━━━
An old knight slowly lifted his head.
Sharp gray eyes narrowed dangerously.
"...Sir, what happened?"
A cold wind swept through the courtyard.
Every knight nearby immediately stiffened.
Because the man who had been standing there only moments ago was gone.
Their pillar.
Their support.
Vanished.
Eros had been taken somewhere.
