Meanwhile, on the other side of the holy grounds, Zoren froze, his eyes dilating. Hugo—whom his men had rescued along with Kiara and Henrik's son—also stood motionless.
"What?!" Zoren breathed, pressing a hand to his earpiece. "No."
Without another word, he turned to Hugo. They didn't exchange a single sentence as both of them simply sprinted off.
"Sir!!" Angel, Zoren's chief guard, shouted at the same time Kiara called out—
"Hugo!" Kiara's eyes trembled in confusion. "Hugo! Where are you going?!"
Hugo didn't answer. He had already put a large distance between them.
She whipped her head toward the men beside her. "What's going on?" she demanded. "Why are they going back in there?"
As far as she knew, Hugo had been assigned to secure this area with Zoren. They had cleared it and sent another team to Atlas's location. The rest were supposed to retreat once the mission was complete—once she and Efraim were secured. That had been the plan.
Angel glanced back at her, hesitating.
