Chapter 32: Infinite Origin Technique & Shadow Prison Slaughter Array!
"Alright, that's the plan. I'll head to the Capital first to get settled. Once you arrive, I'll come to pick you up."
Sia's eyes curved into crescent moons, sparkling with satisfaction. "Hmph, at least you know your place! Don't keep me waiting too long, or I'll be mad."
Alex chuckled, shaking his head at her playful arrogance. He then turned his gaze toward the older man standing quietly by the gate.
James Whitefield. The man who had raised him, protected him, and sacrificed his own prime years to ensure Alex had a roof over his head.
"Uncle," Alex said, his voice softening. "If anything happens—anything at all—you must call me immediately. Don't try to handle it alone."
