I am currently present at this very moment. I complied with their wishes. I heaved the warrior's lifeless body, crimson blood coating my hands in a thick, sticky layer. The gruesome sight didn't faze me in the slightest. But just as I was about to move on, Kelvin's strong grip latched onto my wrist, drawing the attention of the entire crowd.
"What's occupying your attention at the moment?" Zavier asked with a curious tone. His eyes are filled with annoyance, evident in the way they narrow and the sharpness of his gaze. I recall how much he detested his beta solely because of Dianthe, so I'm aware that he disapproves of Kelvin aiding those he holds in contempt.
"Assisting her?" Kelvin's voice was barely audible as he whispered.
"She appeared to possess an innate strength." Kelvin's eyes
