Ethan didn't waste another second.
He sprinted after Selene, his focus razor-sharp, his senses heightened. The faint traces of her aura lingered in the air, leading him toward the outskirts of the city.
'Hold on, Selene…'
But just as he was gaining ground—
A sudden blast of mana exploded behind him.
"Not so fast!"
Isabella's voice echoed through the night.
Ethan cursed under his breath and spun around.
Isabella stood with her hands outstretched, a vicious grin plastered across her face.
"Seriously?"
Ethan muttered, glaring at her.
Isabella's eyes burned with raw determination.
"You're not leaving,"
She hissed.
Isabella had somehow caught up to him, despite being left behind by Ethan a while back. She was someone who did not seem to know the meaning of the word 'give up'.
However, no matter how insistent Isabella was, Ethan did not have time or patience for her and his actions showed it.
Ethan's patience snapped.
