"So…"
The tension snapped like a live wire.
Eli, still frozen in disbelief from seeing Caelen and his team appear out of nowhere, looked up as the man himself began to speak again.
Caelen's smirk hadn't faltered once. He stood tall, framed by the fading glow of the gate behind him—calm, composed, and absolutely unbothered by the collapsing cave or the furious glare aimed at him by his brother.
"…are you going to give us a recap of what's going on here so we can help your sorry asses," he said, voice dripping with amusement, "or do I have to take a guess?"
Eli's breath hitched. Kairo's hold on him immediately tightened, his jaw clenching so hard the muscles in his neck tensed.
"What gives you the right to—"
Before Kairo could finish, Eli flinched, his eyebrow twitching from a sudden, sharp pulse of pain.
His Danger Sense flared—so violently it made his head throb.
Something was coming.
But before he could open his mouth to warn them, Caelen's voice cut through the noise.
