The tower stairs spiraled downward.
The group descended quickly, following Abby, who didn't hesitate for even a second.
"Abby, take it easy."
Max's voice remained firm behind her.
"We're going to rescue your brother."
Abby didn't respond, but her shoulders tensed slightly. She didn't slow down.
Moonlight, on the other hand, made a small jump and landed directly on Max's back, completely exhausted.
"Father… please…"
She adjusted herself, resting her head.
"Carry me until we get there…"
Max let out a short laugh.
"This isn't exactly the best moment for that…"
He adjusted his grip.
"…but sure."
Moon closed her eyes, satisfied.
Dorian, a few steps behind, was panting.
"…while we're at it…"
He glanced at Lamia.
"Couldn't you carry me too?"
Lamia let out a soft laugh.
"This is no time for jokes, dear healer."
Max slightly turned his head.
"Nor for flirting, you slimy elf."
Before Dorian could respond—
thak
