Asogi stood frozen. His muscles trembled, his breath quickened, but he couldn't move an inch.
His eyes were still locked on Ravien, lying in the Entity's arms. A storm of emotions clashed inside him—jealousy, rage, fear, and humiliation. All piled up, forming a knot in his throat.
But he didn't attack.
He couldn't.
If he took even a single step, the risk of endangering his father… It nailed his legs to the ground.
The Entity kept his gaze fixed on Asogi in complete silence. There was no expression on his face. No anger, no mockery, no compassion. Just a cold, unchanging stare.
"Ah… Is communication always this complicated?"
He didn't want to argue with Asogi, didn't care for verbal sparring. This moment was only about finishing his task.
His eyes shifted to the window. One of the tall panes, nearly three meters high, lined along the corridor wall. Spaced evenly, none of them had curtains, covers, or any sort of protection. The path was obvious.
