Chapter 582-My Brothers
Norman:
My mind had been a mess. On one hand, I had been so happy to have been accepted by Helanie. It felt like a fear of mine had finally come to an end. Ever since I started to have feelings for her, I was afraid she would reject me. Our history had been so bad that I thought she wouldn’t even consider the idea of ever letting me be near her. But tonight, she gave me hope that I could be happy too.
But then, on the other hand, I found out things had gotten much worse for my brothers. I was now running around looking for my two brothers, who probably wouldn’t even remember each other.
"We will find them, we always do," I could feel Rome torn up inside. He wanted to enjoy the moment with Helanie, but now he was shaking with fear of losing his brothers to each other’s claws.
A loud roar erupted in the distance, and I didn’t even have to ask myself what it was—because I knew it was Maximus.
I could recognize his howls from miles away. And I could also tell he was in distress. I ran in that direction, and the moment I reached him, I saw a sight that made my heart skip all its four beats.
"Emmet—" I yelled to get his attention. He stood tall, shirt torn and claw marks all over him. But at least he was still standing. Right in front of him was Maximus on the ground, wounded.
Emmet had a dagger in his hand, and it was covered in blood.
"Step back, I can handle this monster," Emmet roared, waving his hand at me.