Andreas gasped, struggling to his feet and scrambling to stand before his son. He fell to his knees, tears streaming down his eyes as a single word left his lips.
"Please…"
Lysander's ironclad boot rang as he came to a halt right before Andreas and stretched out his gauntleted fingers toward the mentally beaten-down man while reverting back to his normal golden form.
Andreas couldn't believe his eyes. What was this? Was he being offered a chance to join Cain's Fanatic?
Was that the only way to save his family? He shut his eyes and made up his mind.
"His Highness said you are safe." Hearing Lysander speak made Andreas dumbfounded, while George blinked several times.
"Did it just speak?!" The streamer almost pulled out his ears to inspect them. He wasn't that close, but he was sure that golden elf knight just spoke.
"His Highness?" Andreas muttered with a bewildered expression.
