The Price of Disrespect

Kaelen rose instantly, positioning himself firmly behind Lyra, a silent shield. Kira and Roth moved to flank them, muscles tense, ready for any sign of trouble.

Silas and Nash, nearby, sensed the shift in energy and quickly closed the distance, forming a tight barrier around Lyra.

The air thickened—this wasn’t just a confrontation; it was a warning.

Colin faltered, words failing him. “Lyra… I…