Amael's Warning

"Enough, Lazarus."

Our gazes were drawn to the newcomer.

The tension in the room intensified as another Demigod appeared. Despite his age, he looked as youthful as Lazarus Raven. His long dark hair flowed behind him, and his crimson eyes bore a stern look directed at Lazarus.

"Duncan…" Lazarus' lips twisted into a smirk.

Claudia let out a sigh of relief upon seeing her husband. The situation had been escalating because of me, and it was clear she was annoyed by my continued confrontation.

"Would you leave my son-in-law in peace for a moment? He has just lost his mother and learned that his father is alive. As grown men, it's our duty to comfort them, not mock them," Duncan said.

"Your son-in-law? Oh yes, you engaged your youngest granddaughter to him. You wouldn't have done that if you didn't know he was the last heir of the Olphean House. A very shrewd plan," Lazarus chuckled.

Duncan didn't respond.