The fake Bain turned sharply as Prince Eyrin approached, his deep red eyes narrowing into a threatening glare. His claws extended menacingly, the air around him heavy with hostility.
"You are not supposed to be here," the fake Bain growled, his voice low and venomous.
Prince Eyrin, unfazed, continued his deliberate approach with Lourix at his side. His sharp eyes scanned the barrier surrounding Nameless and Lady Pherna, taking in the battle scene before him. "Rather than repairing the barrier, you're busy trying to kill that mortal," Eyrin remarked, his tone calm but cutting.
He pointed his sword at Nameless with precision. "I don't care what you and Paozi discussed. That's none of my business. My business is the mortal inside that barrier."
Inside the barrier, Lady Pherna turned to Nameless, her determination overcoming her earlier hesitation. "Double trouble," she said, her voice firm. "Prince Khane, I have to go outside.
