Chapter 27: The Negociation
Noah kept carrying Lys across the wilderness, moving farther and farther from the city’s outskirts.
Above them, the three Legendary Spirits—Aqua, Gaia, and Fire—followed relentlessly, circling like colossal predators refusing to lose sight of their prize.
Finally, Noah reached a jagged mountain ridge—a narrow path ending at the edge of a steep cliff.
There, he stopped.
Breath steady, he gently set Lys down on the rocky ground—but kept her close, one hand still ready.
"Forgive me for this," Noah said quietly, eyes sharp. "But you have to trust me."
Without another word, he drew Kagetsume.
The steel whispered free of its sheath—cold, flawless.
Raising the blade, Noah brought the katana’s edge to hover mere millimeters from Lys’s throat—close enough that she could feel the faint bite of its presence.
Above, the Spirits froze.
The colossal creatures halted mid-flight—massive forms shimmering with elemental force, now locked in place, watching with something close to horror and confusion.