Persephone followed Seamus, but her heart lingered in the car. She reluctantly glanced back. Morpheus was still standing there.

She couldn't make out his face in the nighttime darkness, yet she felt his intense gaze following her.

Her nose tingled, and she heard Seamus' voice again. "Miss, please hurry up!"

She paused.

Seamus, anxious and amused, remarked, "If it were still the old days, I'd gladly carry you on my back!"

"Okay, okay," Persephone grumbled. "Aren't I already walking..."

Walking? Seamus couldn't help but chuckle. Persephone's feet felt glued to the ground, each step seeming like she was lifting a ton.

He knew she still held thoughts for the man not far away. He sighed softly and patted her shoulder in a brotherly way. "Miss, time is really pressing... If you still want to see Mr. Orton after we get home, we can send someone—"

a tremendous explosion echoed from

like a roaring demon in the darkness. Persephone suddenly felt dizzy. Accompanying the

it was on fire, her skin beginning to sear. In the midst of her blank mind, strong

yelled, stunned as he looked toward the

shards from the ship's explosion fell

Persephone with his body. Fragments struck his head and back, leaving bloody marks, but they didn't harm the one in

to him. Only in his arms could she find complete

the night sky into crimson. The sound quickly alerted

taken to

the police asked her for basic information, she stared blankly at

The officer grew impatient, raising his voice.

bit her lip, struggling to gather her thoughts from

"I... I'm Persephone Hamerton..."

"Please show your identification."

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