– Frey Starlight's POV –
Face to face with Oliver Khan, whose suffocating killing intent still weighed down on me like a storm.
Just how many lives had he taken with those hands?
"You've really lost your way this time... Lord Starlight."
Oliver walked toward me in slow, deliberate steps, while I staggered back with a half-smile.
"I was just looking for a place to spend the holiday. Heard the winter atmosphere at Moon Castle is lovely this time of year."
"…"
He didn't respond with words ... but with something else entirely.
I barely leapt back in time to dodge his sudden strike. For a moment, I thought I had succeeded ...until the burning pain in my gut told me otherwise.
With a horizontal gash across my abdomen, I stumbled backward. Oliver followed immediately.
"Your senses are impressive."
I barely managed to block his daggers with my sword, struggling to hold my ground.
"What are you talking about? I failed to dodge that," I gritted out.
