Chapter 1405: Escape
Fargo and Lory stood still, calm but watchful, eyes narrowed as the smoke behind them began to shift and part. The air thickened with tension, not panic, but anticipation. They didn’t flinch. They simply waited.
From the haze, a figure stepped forward with measured grace. His short, platinum-blonde hair caught the light like frost under a full moon, gleaming with an almost unnatural sheen. Then came his icy blue eyes, unblinking, cutting through the air with cold, surgical precision.
The man was Sean Lockwood.
The famous actor and celebrity who had charmed both young and old was secretly living a double life, as one of the elite Paladins, members of the revered Constellation.
But that doesn’t matter, even if his true identity were known to the public, it wouldn’t trouble him; instead, it only adds to his allure. After all, the Paladins were admired and revered by many, their mythos woven into the fabric of legend, hopefully it would be enough to match the Lucient family.
He moved as if choreographed by fate itself, each step deliberate, cinematic, impossibly poised—like he knew exactly how the world should see him. Of course he did. He’d lived a thousand lives on stage and screen.
Fargo and Lory exchanged a silent glance. Without a word, they moved in opposite directions, slowly circling Sean like predators sizing up their prey.
Sean’s lip curled into a smirk. "I never thought anyone would be reckless enough to infiltrate Elysium. I’m not sure if I should call you brave... or just hopelessly stupid."
Fargo scoffed. "Really? Funny coming from the guy whose people are writhing on the floor." He gestured casually toward Simon, who was still squirming in pain, clutching his face.
Sean’s eyes darkened at the sight. Simon, curled up and whimpering, was an embarrassing mess—and a liability. Tension rippled through him as he shifted into a defensive stance, now flanked by two formidable enemies. His instincts screamed: these two weren’t ordinary intruders.
Sean knew he couldn’t take them alone.