Author POV
After the arrow attack lasted a long time, the three of them sighed with relief when there were no more arrows flying towards them. Isabella cursed silently, she really hated Sinclair more than she hated Adrian. She would not even hesitate to stab Sinclair's heart with her own hands if necessary.
However, it was not Isabella who spoke first, but Alaric. He turned to Isabella and Emori. "Both of you, wait here, don't go anywhere. I'll take care of them for a moment."
"N-No!" Before Alaric could stand up again and pull dual daggers from his back pocket, his arm was held by something—or more precisely, someone. Alaric looked down and saw Isabella staring at him with a worried expression.
Even though that feeling made Alaric slightly hesitant and want to change his goal from def
