But her fear wasn't for herself; it was for Xavier and Alexandre. If things broke out into violence, she couldn't protect them. She was immobilized and vulnerable. Anxiously, she scanned the area, hoping to catch sight of her bodyguards, heart pounding harder with every passing second.
'What's taking them so long?' she thought, brows furrowing with unease.
The terrifying possibility struck her: what if there were more than just six enemies? What if her bodyguards had already encountered resistance somewhere else and were now engaged in their own fight?
"What? Waiting for your bodyguards?" one of the men sneered as they strolled leisurely toward Hera's group.
Hera instantly stiffened. That single line answered the question that had been gnawing at her, as if they'd read her mind. Her bodyguards were indeed missing, likely caught in combat elsewhere.
