Chapter 1000 – Bonked
For one breath, no one moved.
Then Lux inhaled.
"Okay," he said, voice rough. "First things first…"
He lifted one hand and clapped twice.
The sound echoed through the mansion.
A second later, Lyra appeared.
As if she had been waiting just outside reality with a servant's terrifying sixth sense.
She wore her usual composed expression, black-and-white uniform immaculate, hair neat, posture flawless. Her eyes swept across the group in one professional glance.
Wounded master, exhausted women, ancient naked elf, blood, ash, portal residue, demonic trace masking, emotional disaster.
She did not blink.
"Welcome back, Master Lux." Lyra bowed politely toward Aela. "Welcome, honored guest."
Aela looked at her, then at Lux. "You command this realm?"
Lux opened his mouth.
Sira cut in, "He commands too much of it."
Lux ignored her with effort. "Lyra. Clothes."
Lyra's gaze shifted toward Aela.
Aela did not understand at first.
Then she looked down.
