Nyx scoffed. "Everyone knows the truth about how Rosemary died. Andrew could never do something like that, and I believe in him."

Prescott shook his head. "Facts speak louder than words. You may not believe it, but the Cathedral does. They'll never let him go. With Mephiston's terrifying power and Kass' fierce aggression, Dragonfang won't hold out for long."

Nyx stopped talking, as if she had been intimidated.

Prescott felt secretly thrilled because this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Garal added fuel to the fire. "Dragonfang once had such a fearsome reputation. Who would've thought you'd fall to this level? It's really sad. Abyss City can provide temporary shelter, but we can't keep you safe forever. Anyway, what are your plans going forward?"

Franz let out a sigh. "Honestly, we're at the end of our rope. The Wastelands are Dragonfang's natural habitat. If we leave, Dragonfang's reason for existing would cease to exist."

Garal nodded enthusiastically and smiled. "Exactly! But