In high spirits, the Indomitable Alliance returned to their base. With them emerging victorious from the tournament, it was called for a grand feast.
Instinctively, Michael's eyes searched for Isabella. It had become a ritual of sorts. Every time he returned from a high-stress battle, he would search for his family.
"Mother?"
Having gotten accustomed, his mother was usually waiting close to the entrance of the headquarters, eager to welcome him home. Considering that the battle had been broadcasted live, she should have been there, yet Isabella was nowhere to be found.
Getting a bad feeling, Michael checked the rooms one by one.
'I was gone for a few hours at most. No way in hell something has happened to her.' He gritted his teeth.
Thankfully, he located her soon after, inside a room with an interior resembling a hospital.
