"Wait—!"
Jinkan's voice tore through the fractured sky, sharp with panic and desperation, but it arrived a heartbeat too late to change anything.
The High Inspector had already moved, stepping across space itself as though distance were merely a suggestion, his figure vanishing from one point and reappearing directly above the colossal wolf-beast pinned beneath the divine cross.
Cosmic pressure descended with him, heavy and absolute, crushing the surrounding air as power gathered around his raised hand, intent condensing into something unmistakably final.
Execution loomed.
That was when reality rippled.
A figure emerged from thin air, a cloaking artifact dissolving into motes of light as someone forced himself into view between him and the beast.
"Eeshoo!!" Jinkan shouted, her heart dropping.
The Nephilim genius had apparently been staying behind all this time and was ready to put himself on the line for Emery.
