The tigerkin watched in silence as Noah returned. Ethaniel's body was tossed to the ground like it weighed nothing at all. The sound of his body hitting the earth felt far heavier than it should have.
There was no care at all, not a bit of respect for his opponents.
For a brief moment, something flashed within the tigerkin's eyes.
Anger.
It came and went just as quickly, swallowed almost instantly by the fear that followed in its wake. Because no matter what he felt, no matter what he wanted to do, the reality of the situation didn't change.
There was nothing he could do.
That same helplessness settled over him again, pressing down on him until whatever resistance he had left faded.
Even still, he glanced over to the others. They were all busy watching Noah. His gaze searched for the one monster that he had to tread carefully with the most.
Kratos.
