It had been one week since the kidnappings escalated, the city gripped by quiet terror as more young girls vanished without a trace.
Three days since Ai and Shiki's first time, and Ai still glowed shyly whenever she thought about it—clinging to him during every preparation, cheeks pink whenever he whispered rewards for success.
The group spent the 2 days planning.
Shiki's mind-link magic connected all four of them, and Seraphina and Lyra were stunned when he casually mentioned his infinite range as God-Class.
Seraphina had raised an eyebrow during a late-night strategy session. "Infinite? That's impossible for mid-tier spells. Even S-Class mages struggle with distance."
Lyra had stared wide-eyed, clutching her staff. "God-Class..."
Shiki had just shrugged, smirking. "Perks of the title. Don't worry—your thoughts are safe with me."
Ai had blushed furiously at that. She had leaned against him, voice soft. "Sh-Shiki... you can hear everything?"
