Chapter 145 Lost
"Who are you?" Lucas shouted, rushing towards Ivy and almost squeezing her neck. Ivy’s eyes widened in fear; she wanted to disappear, but her power was out of control, draining from her body.
"You—you, let me go!" Ivy shouted, struggling as every Beastman surrounded her, sensing something suspicious about this female.
"Where is Kyra?" Lucas demanded coldly. Ivy started choking, trying to breathe and use her powers, but everything seemed useless.
"I-I..." Ivy tried to speak, but suddenly, Lucas threw her to the ground. She coughed up blood.
Ivy lay on the ground, coughing and struggling to catch her breath. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her eyes wide with fear and pain. The Beastmen surrounded her, their expressions a mix of suspicion and anger.
Lucas didn’t answer immediately. He stared down at Ivy, his eyes cold and unfeeling. "Speak," he commanded, but Ivy could barely muster the strength to respond.
Vincent watched the scene unfold, his face a mask of calmness, but his hands betrayed his inner turmoil as blood dripped from his palms. He turned to Kyle, who was holding little Toma tightly.
"Kyle, make sure all guests are shown to their rooms." Vincent instructed. Kyle nodded, trying to maintain his composure for Toma’s sake.
Gina stepped forward, her eyes filled with worry as she took Toma from Kyle’s arms. "I’ll take care of him," she said softly, holding the boy close. Toma buried his face in her shoulder, his small body trembling with fear.