Austin… Duke Corell…
The blood-eyed man who had slipped behind Elara, ready to defend against the strange serpent dragon beside her, hesitated slightly upon hearing that familiar voice. Elara spun around suddenly, pointed her crossbow g*n at his forehead, and released an arrow with a sharp whistle.
The man could not dodge in time and immediately dispersed into a cloud of blood mist.
Austin, whose soul had just returned to his body, ignored the timid chaotic winds around him. He stretched out a hand, and hundreds of blood-solidified threads emerged from the winds. Along with miserable howls, the ends of the threads gathered in his hand. The chaotic winds stopped at once, and one blood-eyed Andros after another revealed their true forms.
"Austin!" The blood-eyed man who had dodged the ar
