บท 174: The myth. (6)

Oscar walked over and helped him to his feet, placing a steadying hand on his shoulder. "My friend, come this way," Oscar said with a faint smile. "You were far too reckless this time."

The professor nodded, still pale and shaken, as he allowed Oscar to guide him away from the glowing dome where Rex and Cleo rested. He cast one last glance at the shimmering barrier, his curiosity still evident in his eyes, though the fear of another encounter with the twins kept him silent.

As the two professors retreated a safe distance, the twins continued to stand guard near the dome, their crimson eyes scanning the area for any further threats.

"That fool was lucky," Nyra muttered, resting her sword on her shoulder.

Lyra nodded, her own blade still in hand. "If he'd made even one wrong move..."

Nyra smirked faintly. "Well, it's a good thing he didn't."