The guard's soul left his body.
He stood frozen, his face drained of all color, his hands trembling at his sides.
He had just tried to arrest Lady Nadia's personal guest. He had mocked him. Laughed at him. Called him delusional.
He was going to be fired. Blacklisted. Ruined. Or even killed
Just then—Nadia turned her gaze toward him.
She didn't say anything. Didn't move. Didn't change her expression in the slightest.
But the guard felt the full weight of her attention, and it was like standing in front of an avalanche.
He was going to die. He was going to—
Mika burst out laughing.
"Relax! Calm down!" He waved his hands, still laughing. "I'm just joking! He didn't do anything that bad. Just doing your job, right?"
He clapped the guard on the shoulder, who nearly collapsed from the sudden relief.
"But can you at least open the barricade now? Now that I have proof right here—" He gestured at Nadia. "—I think we can let me through."
"Yes! Yes, of course! Right away! Sir!"
