Max remained silent for a long moment as he weighed everything he had heard. His eyes remained fixed on the four demon kings, but his thoughts wandered to Mark, the corrupted crownbearer, and the faint possibility of reversing the tragedy.
Yet even after considering every angle, every risk, and every hidden intention, he slowly shook his head. "Thanks, but no thanks," he said firmly. "Between trusting demons who have never spoken a single truth without a hidden agenda and fighting a fully powered crownbearer, I would rather choose the fight." His voice carried an unwavering certainty that made several demons twitch in irritation.
