Trevor stared at the figure before him, still chained, trembling as the realization hit him.
"E-Ethan? What are you doing here?" Trevor stammered, voice shaky, fear rising in his throat.
Ethan crouched casually, resting one elbow on his knee. "What do you mean what I'm doing? Didn't you see? I helped Gregory escape." He leaned in slightly, smirking. "Now he's free to take revenge on Master Yun. I simply gave him the chance to fulfill it."
Just then, the chaos outside suddenly faded.
The smoke that had blanketed the area began to clear, lifting like a curtain after a play. The noise of gunfire, screams, and panic vanished in seconds.
Trevor blinked.
Everyone who had been lying on the ground—the masked men who had been groaning and clutching fake wounds,suddenly stood up.
All of them. Calmly.
What…?
