"For my own good?" Axel stared at Aleron with wide eyes. He felt something had changed in his brother over the years.
This was no longer the same brother he had grown up with, the one who was always optimistic and hopeful.
"Brother, what has happened to you?!" he shouted fiercely, regaining his stance.
Aleron froze for a moment but soon resumed his attack, not replying to his brother in the slightest.
Nothing had happened to him. He had simply realized the truth of the world.
Axel frowned at this development. Then, to Aleron's shock, he sighed and stopped defending. Instead, he let the rod Aleron had hurled towards him fly straight at his eyes.
He closed his eyes and accepted his fate. However, at that very moment, the situation shifted.
A faint breeze rustled against his closed eyelids. Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw his brother standing in front of him, his expression cold and eerie.
