Chapter 145

Flutter, flutter.

A single pink petal drifted down and settled on Seira's palm.

She blew it away with a soft breath from her lips, gazing after it toward the scene beyond.

"Bigger than I expected."

A massive wolf stood on the festival stage.

"Grrraaahh!"

The beast's terrible howl split the air, and people, gripped by terror, began to flee.

Amid the frantically fleeing crowd, the Emperor stood motionless, glaring at a member of his own clan.

Seira leaned further out the window, looking entertained.

"The Emperor seems less shaken than I expected. I suppose he really did see today coming."

"It doesn't matter. As long as he has a weakness, the victory is ours."

"True enough. I hear he's under a curse — he suffers every time he thinks of Adele. So that's why so much medicine was going into the Marble Palace."

It was the story Mark had passed…