Chapter 745 – The Sword of Damocles
Silence.
The kind of silence that could fund a war.
Sira's eyes sharpened first.
"Please. Calm. Down?!"
There it was.
Not just anger.
Pride anger.
The kind that turns cities into ash just to prove a point.
Lux could literally see the imaginary fire gathering behind her irises. If she shifted one percent closer to her demonic form, the chandeliers would melt.
He had seen her burn mountains before.
He preferred the dining hall intact.
Naomi leaned back in her chair slowly. "No."
Mira crossed her arms. "Absolutely not."
Lullaby nodded. "I'm still worried."
Rava didn't speak. Which was worse.
Lux sighed dramatically and grabbed another slice of toast.
"Unbelievable. I survived a realm level assassination attempt and this is the customer feedback I get?"
Sira stared at him like a beggar staring at gold.
"It should be worse!" she snapped. "This is the best I can do while holding myself."
Her aura flickered.
