Sol threw his head back and laughed.
Lukas blinked, not having expected that.
The sound was loud and long, ringing off the walls of the cavern. The cultists behind him stood where they were, their dark red cloaks hanging motionless around their feet.
When Sol finally stopped, he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and looked at Lukas, eyes hining in amusement.
"You think this is a negotiation?" He sneered. "Whether you want to or not, you don't have a choice. It doesn't matter if you say no. You're leaving the Crystal Caves as a corpse."
Then he blurred forward.
He crossed the distance faster than normal sight could track.
If Lukas hadn't possessed the upgraded stats that came with summoning his two wives, the attack would've taken his head off before he could flinch.
He reacted on pure instinct, activating [Wing Fortress].
Four golden wings erupted from his back, folding forward in a tight shell around his body.
