"What should we do now?" the hooded figure muttered, her tone carrying a hint of frustration as she gazed at Aether and Raven, both tightly bound in thick, rune-engraved rope... but this was no ordinary rope.
'It's draining our energy before we can even channel it,' Aether thought, his brows furrowing slightly as he struggled against the restraints.
Just what kind of artifact was this? How did these people even get their hands on something so rare—something not even the Academy possessed?
'Dora... you need to step up your game,' he mused with a sigh, feeling a pang of pity for her. Compared to this Arcan Hunter Organization, she was miles behind in knowledge and resources.
Shaking off his thoughts, Aether shot a sharp glare at the two hooded figures, his fury boiling over, "So you're the bastards who kidnapped Princess Aqualina... just like you did with this poor, innocent, and undeniably adorable woman?" His voice dripped with sarcasm as he tilted his head toward Raven.
