The lady in the blue mask was ready to shoot. The bluish arrow was seething and begging to be released, as if it had a mind of its own.
"Wait," said the man in the golden mask with his deep authoritative voice.
The lady did not wait another second. Within the blink of an eye, the bow and arrow vanished into thin air.
She delicately moved back to her seat and picked up the cup to finish the unfinished tea.
"What are we waiting for? It's a taboo. The cursed beast will consume his mind, he will become unstoppable," said the man in the black mask, extremely cautious for his own good.
The gold masked man gave him a side look. "Aren't you a bit too talkative today?"
The man in the black mask licked his dried lips beneath the mask, he wanted to retort but he dared not.
"Reginald is there, we have nothing to worry about." He then looked at Ildiem. "How strong are these barriers?"
