Bab 1364: Eating Rin's Soul

"Why, Rin?" Michael growled, his gaze fixed on Tiberius's blood-soaked form. "Why the hell are you doing this?"

Rin's laughter died in her throat. She turned, her crimson eyes, glowing with an unnatural intensity within Tiberius's ravaged face, fixing on Lailah, who stood frozen, a silent observer to the macabre scene unfolding before her.

"And how is dear Lailah Alden doing?" Rin purred, her voice dripping with a mocking sweetness. "Managing that… unstable grace, is she?"

Lailah shuddered, feeling a wave of cold dread wash over her. Tiberius's gaze, or rather, Rin's gaze, felt like a physical touch, a violation that sent shivers down her spine. She wanted to run, to hide, but her legs felt like lead, her body rooted to the spot.

"Leave her out of this, Rin," Michael said, his voice tight with warning. "This is between you and me. Don't drag mortals into our… disagreements."