Chapter 21 : The Rescue

As Cha Eun-woo's grip on my jaw tightened, I struggled in agony, my face contorted in pain. Namjoon's eyes blazed with fury as he launched himself towards the mezzanine, diving into Cha Eun-woo. The two crashed through the wall, their bodies locked in a flurry of punches, kicks, and magic blasts. The sound of shattering glass and crumbling concrete filled the air, accompanied by the crackle of energy and the smell of smoke and ozone.

Taehyung flew into the mezzanine where I was still standing, his vampire strength propelling him towards me. He scooped me up, carrying me down to safety as the two combatants continued their destructive dance. I watched in awe as Namjoon and Cha Eun-woo exchanged blows, their magic blasts shattering walls and sending debris flying. The air was filled with the acrid smell of smoke and the tang of magic, the ground trembling beneath our feet.

The fight raged on, the two warriors trading blows and neither gaining the upper hand. Cha Eun-woo sent Namjoon crashing through a pillar, but he swiftly recovered, his super speed allowing him to dive into Cha Eun-woo and send him flying through a wall. Magic blasts exploded around them, leaving scorch marks on the walls and floor. The sound of their labored breathing and the crash of their bodies against the walls echoed through the room.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Namjoon emerged victorious, though barely. Cha Eun-woo lay on the ground, defeated but still alive. As Namjoon approached us, his chest heaving with exhaustion, he asked, "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

Without hesitation, I flung myself into his arms, burying my face in his chest. "I thought no one was going to come for me," I whispered, tears streaming down my face. "But you, of all people, came to save me. Thank you."

Namjoon's initial hesitation slowly gave way to a gentle embrace, his arms wrapping around me like a shield. His shirtless chest pressed against mine, his warmth and scent enveloping me in a sense of safety and gratitude. He broke the hug slightly, his hands cupping my face as he stared into my eyes. A small, gentle smile played on his lips, and my heart skipped a beat. Then, he hugged me back, his arms tightening around me like a vice.

"I'll always come for you," he whispered, his voice husky and low. "No matter what, I'll always be here to protect you."

The moment hung suspended, our hearts beating as one, as the dust settled around us and the silence spoke volumes. Though I couldn't shake the feeling that his motives were unclear, that his dark aura still lingered beneath the surface, I couldn't deny the sense of security his embrace provided.