"Stop!" King Ragnar's voice boomed as he ran towards Kent. "There is still time, Kent! The Trident Summit... don't forget about it."
For a moment, Kent's glowing lion eyes locked with Ragnar's.
"Stop now, Kent. We can still manage this. She is not worth killing now."
Kent's gaze flickered between Ragnar and Queen Soya.
Queen Soya, sensing the shift, collapsed to her knees, her body trembling violently as tears streamed down her face. "Please!" she sobbed, her voice choked with fear. "Spare me… I beg of you… I'll do anything! Please, don't kill me!"
As Kent stared down at her, disgust welled up in his chest. His lips curled into a sneer, and he spat on the ground in front of her, the sound sharp and disdainful.
"Pathetic," Kent muttered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're not even worth killing."
The queen's eyes widened, and for a brief moment, hope flickered in her gaze.