Zeri stepped forward.
This time, there was no playful excitement in his eyes. The childish amusement that had followed him throughout the battle was gone, replaced by something cold and merciless. His golden eyes remained fixed on Yuuta while the tentacles behind his back slowly spread apart.
"No more games, Uncle. I'm going to kill you for real."
Yuuta clenched his teeth. He knew Zeri wasn't bluffing anymore, but instead of looking at him, Yuuta turned toward Elena. She was still pressed close beside him, her little hands holding onto his damaged clothes while tears covered her face.
"Why...?" Yuuta whispered.
Elena looked at him in confusion, but Yuuta's gaze had already shifted toward the three Shadow Corps soldiers standing in front of them. His frustration immediately boiled over.
"Why did you fools come back?"
The three soldiers stiffened.
