She's going to be overwhelmed. Even Lola can't handle those odds indefinitely.
Noah gritted his teeth and made a decision that defied every survival instinct he possessed. His hand moved to the shop door.
This is the only way I could help her.
'Don't be stupid, Lola! Come in!' he shouted in his mind.
If she gets inside, I can close the door. No one can enter my shop regardless of their rank. I'm invincible in here.
But even as he opened the door, Noah knew the complications this would create. Helping Lola meant directly opposing Prince Malphas—the royal customer he'd just successfully appeased.
Royal customer versus friend in mortal danger. Some choices have no good options.
Clang! Whoosh!
Lola's dagger intercepted another strike while flames erupted from her free hand, forcing the nearest guard backwards. Her enhanced senses caught Noah's intention of opening the door despite the chaos around her.
Her mouth curved upward under the mask, and she was smiling.
