Even his own girls looked alarmed now.
Luna's stormy eyes - which were filled with similar amounts of fury a moment ago - widened; her instincts screamed of danger, not from any external threat, but from him.
Bastet, usually fearless, found herself unable to breathe. Her lips parted, trembling. "Master…"
And Aria… Aria reached for him. "Kai-" she whispered hoarsely with her hand outstretched, desperately trying to reach the love of her life.
She and the others pulled him back from the edge before and during the times when he felt enraged.
But this time, the distance between them felt infinite. Something was very, very wrong.
Her fingertips stopped just shy of his back, as if some unseen force barred her from touching him.
The aura around Kaiden was no longer just crimson; it deepened into something darker, heavier.
His rage wasn't consuming him; it was manifesting outside him.
The air warped. The fire guttered out.
