Kapitel 1192: The High Elf Test

Perseus's attention snapped back as he noticed Tomato kneeling on the ground, her hands pressed to her chest. He pushed through the crowd, worry etched on his face as he knelt beside her. "Tomato, what's wrong?" he asked, helping her back to her feet. "What happened?"

She took a shaky breath, her eyes scanning the faces around them, but something in her gaze was distant, troubled. "We're not alone in this place," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "There's a threat here."

Perseus's expression hardened, his voice low and controlled. "What kind of threat?"

She looked up at him, her usually playful face now serious, her frown deepening. "Angels," she replied with a quiet intensity.

Perseus felt a chill run through him at the mention. He hadn't expected this.