"That’s right!" he blurted out.
He turned sharply to Selene, desperation flickering in his eyes.
"I see what’s happening here! You… you’re covering for your side man!"
He sneered, forcing confidence into his voice.
"Not only did you summon the Elite Guard without the General’s permission, but now you allow a deserter to impersonate him?"
He scoffed, though his hands were clenched.
"This is treason!"
Selene’s eyes darkened.
She stepped forward, her cold gaze locking onto Sylvester.
"How stupid can you be?" she hissed.
Her voice dripped with contempt.
"The truth is standing right in front of you, but you refuse to acknowledge it."
Sylvester’s expression twisted with rage.
His fists clenched as he growled, "You think you can touch me?!"
He straightened, forcing a smirk.
"I was
