Chapter 37

On the contrary, Kaelen turned increasingly aggressive when faced with a pitch-black muzzle in his face.

Is he mad?

Sheer panic swamped Conrad. When he noticed that the man's eyes reflected no fear but only indifference, especially, he was all the more certain that Kaelen was a downright cuckoo.

“I'm really going to shoot if you dare take a step closer.”

He did not even notice the slight quivering