However, I distinctly heard his voice trembling. Even his arms around me were shaking.

I was completely limp in his arms, making me question the reality of everything before me. I could even feel my teeth incessantly chattering.

After a while, Atlas gently released me, scrutinizing my face and checking if I was injured. Then, he embraced me tightly again, as if afraid of losing me once more, and kissed my forehead passionately.

Later, he bent down, lifting me in his arms. With the protection of the group, we left the rooftop and exited the Bourdamun Hotel.

Only at that moment did I realize that the people in the banquet hall on the second floor had already been urgently evacuated, and the entire building had been swiftly cleared out.

As we left the Bourdamun Hotel, I noticed a crowd of cops surrounding the area. A white sheet covered a figure on the ground, stained with vivid red blood.

The air was still filled with the scent of blood, and not far away, there was the explosion si