"Young master~"
Liana's voice echoed sweetly from a distance, light in tone, but the smile on her face carried a clear warning.
She approached atop her Pekko, her long hair swaying with the wind. Behind her, Gloria rode silently, her gaze dark and brooding as if she were ready to devour someone.
Inside Javier's mind, alarm bells were ringing.
Ah... they're coming this way.
No way to run now.
Okay, Javier. Think. Think! How do you escape this? Act like before? Play it cool? Feign innocence? Fake unconsciousness? No....too late for that! They're almost here!!
He sat stiffly under the tree, hands resting on his lap as if meditating.
The moment Liana placed her hand gently on his shoulder.
"Hmm? Yes, Liana?" Javier turned to her, feigning perfect calmness.
"I was calling for you, young master~" Liana smiled.
That beautiful, terrifying smile.
"Yes, young master, we've been calling since the moment we saw you from afar~"
