Liana's heart dropped as she watched Ruan's sword pierce through Loshaar Lakir's back, the blade emerging slick with blood.
The shock and betrayal in Loshaar's eyes mirrored her own feelings, and she felt a wave of horror and disbelief crash over her.
"No! Grandpa!" she cried, her voice breaking with panic.
She realized at that moment the depth of Ruan's cunning. He had never intended to battle her or halt her pursuit.
Instead, he had used her as a distraction, knowing that her sudden appearance would catch Loshaar off guard, creating the perfect opening for his strike.
As Loshaar crumpled to the ground, Ruan pulled the sword free, his expression cold and calculating. Liana's mind raced, piecing together the events that had led to this moment.
Right at the end of the road, a new way will be revealed.