CRACK
The void cracked, and Klaus stepped out, a spear resting on his shoulder—held with his right hand—while his left hand was pushed halfway into his pocket.
The look on his face showed he wasn't really bothered by the fact that 10 Real Immortals and a True Immortal were glaring at him.
He took a step forward, and the next second, he was standing beside Queenie.
"Long time no see, my lady,"
"Klaus," Queenie jumped into his arms, planting her face in his chest.
At one, the domineering lady who stood before her sisters, ready to face a bunch of immortals, was no more. She was now replaced by a soft, emotional woman who missed her husband more than anything.
The rest of her sisters joined in on the hug. The 11 immortals were suddenly nothing before them.
With Klaus now present, they knew these people were as good as dead.
