"You know what I'll do after that?" Javier said with a smirk, his tone turning cold and amused.
Inside Gumarak, the celestial spirit thrashed violently, dark aura twisting like a storm around the bound dwarf's body. It was trying to escape — to break free from its host and run away.
"Oh no no no~," Javier wagged his finger mockingly. "I knew you'd try that the moment you realized you couldn't win."
He stepped back, still calm and in control.
"And…" he added, eyes narrowing, his smirk sharp as a blade, "I also know there are a bunch of disguised humans mixed in here. King Edmund's special unit… right?"
He snapped his fingers.
From outside the throne room, the sound of screams echoed — brief, sharp, and final.
The doors creaked open.
Heavy footsteps followed.
