Leofric opened the Evil Chest that had been prepared beforehand and carefully catched every dark smoke that leaked out through the skull cracks.
Primrose finally let out a long breath of relief as she watched Leofric transfer everything inside the skull into the Evil Chest.
"Got it!"
Without wasting another second, he forced the lid shut, even as the remnant of the God desperately tried to keep the chest from closing.
Bang!
The lid finally slammed shut. Leofric let out a long, exhausted sigh before glancing at Edmund and Primrose one after the other.
"I honestly thought I was about to witness a divorce just now," he said.
"Don’t ever use that word," Edmund replied coldly.
The look in his eyes was so sharp that it seemed as though he wanted to burn Leofric alive on the spot.
Leofric opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything, Primrose ran straight to Edmund and threw her arms around him.
The Lycan King hugged her back without a second thought, completely forgetting that there were two other people around them.
"I’m sorry," Primrose whispered. She wrapped her arms around Edmund’s neck, her feet dangling in the air as he held her close.
"What are you apologizing for?" Edmund asked gently. He adjusted his hold to support her more comfortably. "If what that thing said was true, then I was the one who made that choice. Like I said before, I have no regrets."
Primrose didn’t reply. Instead, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and took a slow, deep breath, breathing in her husband’s familiar scent. It was the only thing she needed to remind herself that he was still here, safe in her arms.
"Do you think..." she asked softly after a long silence. "...we met during the same era I saw in those memories?"
Edmund thought about it for a moment before answering. "I’m not sure," he admitted. "But for now, that’s the answer that makes the most sense."
Primrose nodded slightly before turning to look at the shattered skull. Then she frowned because she noticed that something wasn’t right.
She raised a finger and pointed at it. "Why is the skull still glowing?" she asked.
Lorelle immediately walked over to the broken skull and crouched beside it. She tilted her head for a closer look before letting out a sigh.
"Oh, for God’s sake..." Lorelle’s expression suddenly changed. "This isn’t right."
Everyone immediately looked at her. "What do you mean?" Leofric asked, his voice turning serious.
Lorelle didn’t answer right away. Instead, she carefully reached out toward the glowing fragments of the skull.
"It’s still releasing energy," she murmured. "But... this isn’t the remnant of God anymore."
Primrose’s eyes narrowed. "What?"
"The remnant was already sealed inside the Evil Chest." Lorelle slowly shook her head. "This light is coming from something else."

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