Leon was getting closer, and Alric, frozen in place, was freaking out of his damn mind. Terror and fear gripped his heart.
The strongest people of his kingdom were already down—so easily—by this monster. He hadn't even put in much effort. Those who remained were too terrified to confront him.
His heart was losing all strength with every footstep he heard behind him.
It wasn't just footsteps—it was gravity pressing down on his back, growing heavier with each step.
Father, please do something!! You're the king. Please, somehow stop this monster.
Alric could only hope his father would act. Maybe he had done something behind his back, but Alric would willingly come clean and accept any punishment—if only his father saved him.
Their army was too far away, and even if it weren't, if this monster set his eyes on him, he didn't think he would come out alive.
Negotiate with him!!
All his hopes now rested on the king—his father.
