"Nero!" Aisha called out to him, but was stopped by Geor who shook his head.
"We have to get to safety."
.
"But—!"
Geor shook his head firmly again,
"We can't do anything against that thing. Nero wants to buy us some time. Don't waste his sacrifice."
A look of panic appeared in Aisha's eyes as she began to struggyaway from Geor's grip.
However, the larger man was having none of that.
He wrapped his fingers over her mouth and hefted her onto his shoulder.
"I made a promise to your father, young miss." He pleaded despite her struggling.
He took one last glance at Nero's back then sighed and slipped into the darkness.
Turning around to see Geor and Aisha gone, Nero sighed in relief,
It was good that Geor was good on the uptake.
Besides, he had no plans of dying here.
He turned forward and faced the Defiled Cherub directly,
"You were lookiyfor me, weren't you? Well, here I am."
